Valerian Cross 4    

"What?" Valerian asked without looking up. His voice was low, disinterested.

"You're quite handsome for a human," Evelyn mused. "More handsome than most creatures of the night I've known."

Valerian barely acknowledged her, flipping a page. "Is that so?"

"So tell me," she continued, her voice light, teasing. "Why is the great Valerian Cross suddenly hunting witches?"

His cold mask remained intact, but he answered in that same bored tone, "Vampires are suddenly resisting silver. They're healing from holy weapons with potions."

"And you assume witches are responsible?"

"Who else could it be?"

Evelyn hummed in thought. So it had already begun. Stephany and Lucien already met months ago.

"And how is your sister?" she asked suddenly.

For the first time, Valerian looked up.