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

The Lows were quiet as Col entered, leaping from rooftop to rooftop. He heard a howl from somewhere to the north-west, and headed toward it, pushing himself faster and faster. As he came to Debray he saw signs of combat; Shifters in war-form fought tooth and claw against squadrons of putrid ghouls. 


A Nosferat rose above the battle, then swept into the fray. Death-howls reverberated between the shattered apartment buildings. The Nosferat lifted again, and slapped an eagle-shifter aside with a tendril of shadow. The Shifter fell awkwardly, its wing broken; and before it could mend itself, a host of dead ghouls suddenly regained their lives and flooded over it. The Nosferat laughed. 


Col angled into a dive and barely missed the Nosferati Lord. 


“Aikkul!” Noz'hael screamed, reposting on the wind. Col lifted out of the dive and pushed himself level with the Nosferat. 


Chapter 41