Chapter 8: Speaking of Political Correctness

Alastair

After William Holden departed, I realized that I had a great deal more on my plate than before. I called everyone who was in the house together; there was no need to hide anything from them. No doubt, Harlyn had heard part or more of the conversation that was had between Elder Holden and me in the first place.

It was evident that whatever this favor was that he would call for, I’d have to pay a lofty price for it. And as I stood there, staring at Valene, I had a distinct feeling that she may be the price to be paid.

Because Valene was gold blood, there were certain clothes and even lotions that had to be specifically made to mask her scent. It was the only way to keep those around her from going crazy with bloodlust, though one could always sense that her blood was differ