It was three days since Anya and I had been rattling around, and we hadn't seen either Dante or Darius. Kristophe or Vincent would be here, it seemed, in shifts. But they had been strangely missing. I woke up yesterday morning with a slight bite mark on my wrist that was now gone. So I know he's been Anya had one too. We had kept to sleeping in the same bed and a routine had started. We would wake up, go to the gym, have breakfast, shower, and then we would go read more journals.
Some were comforting and others were damm right scary that would make you sick to your stomach at how sadistic some vampires were. I'd seen Anya go back to the journal with the human mate often, as if searching for some sort of answers she wasn't finding. Whenever I asked her if she was OK, she would just shrug m
