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But like last time, I’m covered in sweat and feel shaky

I stagger to the bathroo dizzy all the while By the time I make it back into the bedroom to pull on the jeans and a T-shirt Grace sourced forlike ain

Well, like the new version of uely nauseous at all times

At least there are no bite ht about the seraph bond trying to protect me in that dreaht be poisonous to ht at all I enjoy their bites, and not si blood has becoive up

I glare down at iant pain in the ass”

“Talking to yourself is generally frowned upon” Grace strides through the door and shuts it behind her She looks as tired as I feel, circles beneath her eyes and her hair escaping its braid She raises her eyebrows at me “You look like shit”

“I was just about to say the sa about you”

She shrugs “Nothing more than the truth” Grace drops onto the bed across froood news? Because all I have is bad”

“Tell et sidetracked as soon as I tell her about Azazel Beyond that, I’ve always been one who prefers the bite of bad news before the soothing of good news My life has had little of the latter until recently, and certainly not enough to get used to it

“He’s upped patrols froaps in his security than expected There was also a large group of vampires who arrived today who seemed to be new, or at least not locals, based on how they were received”

He’s pulling in his people I should have expected as much, but it seems like such overkill, at least until I consider the value and strength of his captives My father will be taking no risks with them He wants them locked down and he’ll do whatever he has to in order to ensure it “Well, shit”