Okay I changed some things about Adam...well...one thing...I added a tattoo marking on his eye. I think it will be some kind of secret dhampir symbol thing
I also wrote a little something about Adam, through Talon's eyes. Please note that this was something fun and it may or may not be written in the book like this...so forgive any errors in grammar and consistency. There he was, the dhampir that had given Talon his business card. The dhampir stood with his back against the wall, two human women on either side of him completely enthralled. Talon couldn't stop staring, just like those human females. Yes, he had met this dhampir before but the meeting had been abrupt,unsatisfactory. Now, another of his kind stood before him.
"I see you came after all," the dhampir before him spoke, " does this place seem comfortable to you? It should, you can call it home if you like," Talon's eyes wandered around and noticed almost everyone here had gold eyes. This wasn't a business, it was a sanctuary. A place for dhampirs to hide and take residence. There were only a few humans roaming about the place. Then again they were more trustworthy than vampires. "Yes, I suppose I could call it home for now," he replied, his voice cracking a bit. He was happy, so happy that he found others like him. He knew there were other halfbreeds like him, he had just never seen them.
He took a small moment to note the dhampir's size. His sire had to have been a Royal or a warrior. It was the only way he could explain the broad, muscular chest and how he towered over him. His hair ran down his chest in loose, ink colored curls. A stark contrast to Talon's own blonde strands. His eyes were the same color as Talon's: gold. An eye color all dhampir's possessed. The only difference was the black symbol tattooed on Adam's left eye.
"For now?" the dhampir's lips curled up into a smile and he walked closer to Talon," why don't we continue this outside?" Talon only nodded and followed him into the courtyard, which wasn't as fixed up as the inside of the townhouse but still nice. "My name is Adam," he said as he stopped and stood against the brick wall. " My name is Luka," Talon said with a smile. He thought it would be polite to tell him his real name and not his nickname.
Adam looked confident and strong. He had the eyes that told everyone he had been through a lot. It was rare for a dhampir to be this strong, both physically and mentally. He concluded that growing up in the streets of the French Quarter would do that. Talon felt a pang of envy. He had grown up sheltered by his vampire father and had a genetic illness that rendered him weak. He would never be strong like Adam.
What he learned about Adam that night made him realize he was grateful to have a vampire father who acknowledged him, even though he lost his mother. Adam had a mother though. They were alike but different and both would have loved to switch places during their childhood.
Adam and Talon (since he's in the story) belong to me