Chapter 9
- A Fight and A Picture
- When she heard footsteps coming from her right, Avellana opened her eyes. Usually whenever vampires sleep, their senses were on high alert-even more alert than she was feeling now that she was awake. She looked at the new recruits, tilting her head in the process. "It still isn't midnight, if you don't know that."
- They wore new clothing, not those bloodstained rags she saw them wearing before.