Draven.
The next morning, the scent of roasted meat and freshly brewed coffee lingered, but it didn't bring the usual calm.
Since the vampires were already out for blood and revenge, I was expecting that the attack yesterday was just the beginning, still, I couldn't help wanting to know everything that was happening out there.
So, I instructed one of the servants to turn on the television and tune straight in to the Duskmoor morning news. "Turn on the television."
"Yes, Alpha," she replied and hurried toward the set mounted near the far wall.
By the time the screen flickered to life. Meredith was already pouring herself some tea. Dennis and Jeffery sat opposite her, their plates half-filled.
At the same time, the news anchor's urgent and heavy voice cut through the silence.
