19

The day began as before. Fees for classes and a quick light breakfast. The only and most prominent change, two friends are bodyguards. The week passed quietly, for a moment it even seemed that life was returning to its usual course.

The weather allows friends to share responsibilities. One, like a silent shadow, without attracting attention, follows me on the heels. Brandon manages to go unnoticed among hundreds of people, only super vision helps to notice the red hair nearby. Even being at a lecture, I know that he is near. If all vampires are capable of this, it's no surprise that creatures so ancient were able to remain in the shadows for centuries. It's scary to think what the war with them will lead to. Elian is more involved with the pack. Rarely change places. As I understand it, the Slayer pack respects the vampire and, in the absence of a leader, obey his orders. They have no division by type, everyone is equal. The longer I am around, the more I am convinced of their uniqu