Adrian Nightshade
"You cannot do this to me," I seethed at the Headmistress the moment she released her magic's hold on me. The anger within me surged, a roiling storm of resentment and frustration. It was unjust, utterly unjust. Thirty days and nights in isolation? What had I become, a prisoner in my own school? It grated against the very essence of my being, my pride as a vampire.
The Headmistress, with an air of authority that scratched on my nerves, replied, "I totally can, child." Her voice dripped with a certain satisfaction that sent my temper spiraling further out of control.
She didn't understand. She couldn't understand the lengths I had gone to for Stella, the sacrifices I had made.
"Follow me at once," she commanded, her tone unyielding. "Or would you rather I drag your un
