VAMPIRE LORD TRISTAN BLACK.
None of my men had been able to find any sign of Zack. He was no longer at Castle Black and no one had any idea where the f**k he was. Vampires can't vomit, but it felt as though I was going to. My stomach churned in anger. Had I been duped? I knew better than to put my trust in afilthy demon, yet I had allowed my ego to override my common sense. Hee had stolen the hybrid from me. There was no other explanation. I was furious with myself for allowing this to happen. Not only had he stolen her, but I had f*****g thanked him for it. Praised him even. I would find that prick and I would kill him slowly, painfully. He would regret screwing me over. For now, though, I needed to get on top of the situation. I wished that Matthew was still here. He was always so good
