She'd left her suit jacket downstairs and had matched her satin-striped black tuxedo pants with a white button-down and four-inch stiletto heels. Lindsey was a member of Cadogan's guard corps and a skilled and capable fighter, but tonight she looked, as usual, more like a fashionista than a century-old vampire guard. "Out of one fire and right into another," said the attractive blond vampire beside me. We stood in our requisite Cadogan black with our katanas at our sides because Ethan-our Liege and my lover¬ was preparing to run. And based on the magic that was pouring through the House's first-floor hallway, I hadn't been the only one who'd taken that particular quality to heart.ĭozens of Cadogan's vampires stood in the hallway outside the office of our Master, Ethan Sullivan, waiting for a call, for a word, for a plan.
Perhaps most of all, I'd learned about loyalty. I'd learned how to wield a sword, how to bluff a monster, how to fall, and how to get back up.
Within the last ten months, I’d become a vampire, joined Chicago’s Cadogan House, and become its Sentinel.
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