Jake finished telling his tale while applying a bandage to Ryan’s neck. Somehow, despite all the evidence in front of him, part of his brain still tried to reject the truth. His brother was a vampire. His brother’s fiancée was a vampire. Grace was a vampire.
vampireWas anyone here not a damn vampire other than him?
not“Ryan?” Jake said his name as though he expected Ryan to explode like a ticking bomb.
“What?” Ryan demanded.
“This is the part where you ask me questions.”
Jake was right, he had a lot of questions, but every minute he wasted was one more minute Grace got farther away. He felt he had to apologize to her, if nothing else.
lotThe image of that arrow protruding from Grace’s chest flashed across his eyes. “Can you be killed?”
“Yes. Beheading, fire, not having enough fresh
