A week later Anna was back in class. She would have enjoyed her newfound freedom if two of Arthur's “pack members” hadn’t been dogging her every step.
Bodyguards. That was what Arthur had called them and the last thing Anna wanted.
Admittedly, she felt ten times better since she’d started feeding from Arthur, her sickness hadn’t reared its ugly head in a week.
That fact alone should make her giddy, but Anna couldn’t find it in her to smile. Her life had changed so drastically, and she was still trying hard to keep up with it.
“So,” Alice Winter said as she bounced next to Anna. “I hear you’ve officially moved into the Frost Manor.” Her eyes rounded and took on a strange sparkle. “What’s it like up there in that large house that sits on top of the hill?”
“Walls and doors,” Anna answe
