Nora's POV
Antonia's gaze locks with mine. "Stay here," she commands before racing out of the room. Who could be at my front door at this hour? The evening isn't particularly late, but anyone with business here knows I have an infant and would never press that damn bell.
"Rhianna," I summon my familiar with urgency. "Watch over Renata." Evangeline waits downstairs beside Zerra, maintaining her post at the entrance. Through our connection, she alerts me to the vampire's presence on my porch. One she recognizes from before.
