Vicker walked down the stairs feeling refreshed and focused. Tonight was the night Mae would return to him. Well, if the vampires he scared half to death had any sense, they'd return her to him before he went truly crazy. They haven’t seen the worst of him yet. He came to a stop at the bottom of the stairs and stared at his brother. Cassia paced at the bottom of the stairs looking like Vicker usually did when he was right on the edge.
“What’s wrong?” He asked as he closed the gab between him and his brother. Cassia turned to look at him. His fangs pierced his bottom lip and blood was dripping down his chin. His eyes looked a bit wild. He closed them taking a deep breath. Vicker grasped his shoulder and shook him so he would look at him. “Hey, did something happen while I was sleeping?” V
