"But you still take their blood. My pack have refrained from feeding from humans as a sign of friendship and good faith. You still feed off them and turn them, when you could manage well enough on pigs blood." He said, not bothering to look back at her. "You still think of them as your natural pray, as something for you to harvest. In truth, a rare stake is much nicer."
He hoped it would annoy her, hoped that his words would grate on her as hers did to him. But even so, it was a point he hoped he made well enough to the human members of the Council.