Rebekah paused for a second at the sound of James's question before she turned around to face the boy.
"I made him," she said. He wasn't the only vampire she had made but Rebekah was selective. Most of the other vampires in Everett had been made by others and were just smart enough to know when to follow their betters orders. Rebekah didn't just go turning every pretty face who came her way. A person had to be special to receive such attentions. "And that makes him mine. Forever."
Which meant he could be Natasha's for a little while when eternity was in the mix. What was so interesting to Rebekah was that the redhead hadn't seemed to age very much. She was curious as to why and would find out. Just not today.