The pressure from his unrelenting gaze made me long for things that would never be mine again. You knew precisely what I was asking,” I muttered. “Certainly the last fifty years, but the seeds for today began about the time you chose stasis.” I slitted my eyes. “How long have things been…like this?” Nickolas asked as he got to his feet. Alarm bells tolled I moved Conan’s head off my lap and stood.
The touch of his gaze ignited something deep within my essence, something that had died the day I’d ended Mistral. From time to time, men have fancied themselves Vampire hunters and packed up to hunt us.” Ask the average joe on the street, and he’ll be quick to tell you about salt and silver and holy water and beheading. “One big difference beyond all those new buildings,” I said, “is now everyone knows our weaknesses. “What could it hurt?” But once the blood is flowing, the sip turns into this runaway hunger that doesn’t let up until nothing is left. I knew precisely what he meant by a “slip.” New Vampires have one hell of a time keeping their fangs to themselves.
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