Loved (Book #2 in the Vampire Journals)
Morgan Ricei sit beside the fire and thinkno longer at ease novelshe keeps staring at methe darkness was comfortable for me
Her eyes locked on the pulpit.
At the far end of the chapel, a beautiful, small circular staircase ascended and ended in a pulpit. It looked like a place where ministers had preached for hundreds of years. For some reason, she felt drawn to it.
“I feel it, too,” Caleb said.
She turned and looked at him.
“Go,” he said. “Ascend. It is your sword. It is your lineage.”
She continued down the aisle, and slowly ascended the circular staircase. Rose walked with her, and sat at the base of the steps. She looked up at Caitlin and watched her. She whined softly.