After the whole ordeal of my introduction and acceptance as a Sire, I was bombarded by unannounced visits, phone calls and emails. Sires from all over sent me gifts and more than a few of them wanted to know if I would train their future Sires to fight vampires.
I was kept so busy that I hadn’t seen Megan for four days now. I had received a multitude of alliance offers and business proposals sent my way, and I was feeling very out of my depth. Lucas had laughed and put the phone down in my ear when I called him for advice.
It also seemed that I had somehow gotten a new nickname and even the Elders had started referring to me as the Hunter. Abeloth loved it and basked in the glory of all the attention we were getting, and I hated being put in the spotlight.
“Come in,” I said at the knock
