After fifty years of undeath, Col is still considered a young vampire. When his Mater and protector goes missing, Col finds himself courted by a dark malevolence that threatens to destroy everything he holds dear.
... let us follow him into the embrace of night...

Ensanguined

Col scooped Yasha into his arms, holding her close so her shudders wouldn't cause him to drop her. He dashed though the living room and down the hall, finally coming to Conir's room. 


“Aikkul! We were promised! Aikkul!” came a multitude of voices from behind him, growing louder and closer with every syllable. 


Col leaped upon a desk and shattered the window there with a swift kick. He leaped through and called out his wings. Col soared unsteadily to the nearest building, landing on its roof at a run. He leaned into his momentum and came to the farther edge. There he stopped and looked expectantly over his shoulder, as if a legion of shadow demons were to leap upon him. Satisfied with the empty night behind him, he turned his gaze to Yasha. 


Her hair hung in tangles, her tongue lolled out of her open mouth. She was completely unconscious. 


'Open to your every whim,' laughed a thought. 


Chapter 26