She said nothing as they walked her off, just thinking over and over again in her mind that she still had a chance, if people back home acted fast enough. It didn't take her long to see who they were taking her to, and Clary eyed the little girl on the bench carefully. So it was true, she had turned the kid.
Her head jerked slightly and she pulled back, eyes narrowing furiously. What was it with people and tugging on hair? Just because it was red?
Strawberries, no. The vampire would no doubt taste the difference if she actually did bite Clary. Her blood was pure power. Filled with the blood of Angels, power that would change a vampire completely. If this were Simon, it would be different. Clary had already told him he could bite her if he needed to, though he'd looked at her like she was insane.