*Beth’s POV*
Disoriented, I woke up in an unfamiliar room. Yesterday's events came flooding back to me: Daniel's red eyes, Ryaln’s dangerous expression, and the feeling of being bitten. Then my revelation from last night came back to me. I was living and working for vampires! How was that possible?
Two days ago, I was trying to reconcile with my family and get my life together. Now, I was wrapped up with the undead. How did I get into this mess? My brain had a hard time wrapping itself around that idea. It was a hard thing to process.
I felt my neck, searching for the injury Rylan inflicted on me. There was nothing. Not even a pinch mark that Daniel left on my neck. The vampires must have a way of healing me, just like they did last time. Which one had licked my neck this time?