Poisoned Apple

The vampire queen appraised me with scheming eyes and nodded her approval before heading out of the room. "Excellent. Let's go."

I followed, curious about her plans and not caring that she probably had ulterior motives.

Also, I was glad for the distraction from my heavy guilt over Gabe.

The sooner she showed me whatever she wanted to show me, the sooner I would have to face the consequences of my actions. Sure, I accepted that I should but that didn't mean I would revel in it.

Though I longed to see Pops and the guys, even if they hated me.

I just needed the pain and the guilt to stop.

Sharra and I passed through a sunroom, down a steep set of stairs, and through a large sitting room filled with extravagant chandeliers, furniture, thick draperies, and a red grand piano.

Seated in some of the chairs were supernatural creatures. Vampires, I guessed.

All of them were female, dressed in clothing from every century.