Vengeance in Blood (Book 2): Tribulations by Thomas A. Watson

giggled.
    “It’s a good question,” Tiffany said, looking at Besseta, who was holding on to the counter and laughing. “We can drink the blood of animals, but our bodies only use it as food. It does nothing for the thirst. We must drink human blood; we are still similar to humans basically. That’s why we must feed from them, just much more evolved,” Tiffany said. “Before you ask, there are some animals we can feed on like humans: the higher primates you call chimps.”
    Thinking about that, Kenneth nodded, following the reasoning. “So on this island, the incubi and succubi ruled, feeding off the life force of their subjects: vampires and werewolves?” he asked.
    “Yes,” Tiffany smiled. “You follow very well.”
    “Wait till he gets cranked up,” Besseta said, continuing supper.
    Glancing over at the dogs, Tiffany continued. “Now after the island was destroyed, some of the survivors made it to the mainland. I’ve found writings saying a large group of almost fifty arrived in India. This group was composed of all three: vampires, werewolves, with the incubi and succubui ruling class.
    “It was two incubi and two succubi with the werewolves and vampires. With only four of the rulers, the werewolves and vampires started fighting and broke off from the rulers. Now, a few others made it ashore, but none were near the size of this group,” Tiffany said, and Kenneth started writing again.
    “How are werewolves made?” Kenneth asked.
    “They have to survive a werewolf bite and feed from the one that bit them like we do,” Tiffany told him.
    “Shit, the books got that wrong,” Kenneth mumbled. “What about the incubi and succubi? How are they made?” he asked.
    “You must be born one of them,” Tiffany told him. “An incubus and succubus mate to make more of their line.”
    “Does that occur often?” he asked, pausing his writing.
    “Thankfully no,” Tiffany said. “If you think vampires are egotistical and arrogant, we have nothing on them. They don’t get along together very well.”
    “Are they as strong as vampires?” he asked
    “Yes but not as fast as us, and neither are werewolves, but werewolves are much stronger than both of us,” Tiffany said, and a shiver went through Kenneth’s body. “If they catch you asleep, they can make you do what they want, which is have sex or kill you. They take control of your mind, and you are theirs until you die. They just need to touch you. Since werewolves and vampires are somewhat strong, they like catching us asleep, but humans they just touch.”
    Kenneth shook his head. “That’s quite an advantage,” he admitted. “How close do they have to be when you’re asleep?”
    “Like I said, they must touch you. But even we don’t have to be asleep, but touching us can be difficult and dangerous,” Tiffany told him.
    “You’ve met one?” Kenneth asked.
    “Yes,” Tiffany said with a shiver. “An incubus. It was in Jerusalem when the knights took the city.”
    “So you knew right away?” Kenneth asked.
    “No I didn’t,” she said. Kenneth put his pen down and stood up.
    “You didn’t smell him?” he asked, getting worried.
    “Yes I did, but he smelled just like any human. Werewolves and vampires smell different, but not them. He had approached me as I was in a temple, reading some scrolls. I thought he was just a human. If he wouldn’t have tried to follow me, I never would’ve made the connection,” she said, looking away. “Let me clarify. It’s not just a brushing contact; they must hold you as they take over your mind. I’ve read the touch is painful to all. That’s why he just didn’t run over and touch me.
    “I smelled other vampires at times in the city. After losing the incubus, I tracked down one of the vampires I had smelled and found the incubus with it. It was a female vampire,” Tiffany said, closing her eyes. “She was following the incubus like a trained pet. Looking in her eyes, I could see she had no