Robin splashed water onto her face trying to chase away the lingering tendrils of her nightmare away. She’d tried to sleep after Anna had left her alone. But the nightmare returned. And this time she was definitely dying. She could feel her life leaching right out of her veins as if something was sucking her dry.
Fuck, what was happening to her?
Robin stared at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were sunken and she looked pale as though death had warmed over.
Was she dying?
She felt like she was going crazy. She needed Tavek. He was the only one who made sense in this world of vampires and vicious beasts. But Tavek was gone. He wasn’t coming back.
What was going to happen to her? What happened to blood slaves whose vampires died?
Robin’s hands tightened around the basin. Her stomach
