DRAGOȘ
So far, Grigore hadn’t shown his face yet. Instead, I was bothered by this exotic woman who always claimed me as her mate. What was she on about? She wasn’t a supernatural being, was she? I couldn’t feel it. The small sword amulet I had on, dangling on a gold chain, hadn’t felt cold as ice, an indication that I faced a possible enemy. It was a gift from my father when I officially finished my hunter training. Every vampire hunter had an amulet, a supernatural being detector, but of a different design for each one.
I was mad when I saw Fukayna in my kitchen. I clearly warned her and even told her not to come back. But here she was. Without her knowledge, one of my vampire hunter friends tipped me off about a woman who was killing off vampires almost every night. Catalin was assigne
