Chapter 214 The Tell

• Michael
• The ballroom is a hellscape of color and noise. It feels like every high ranking vampire is here right now, everyone commingling and walking around the room with flutes of sparkling blood. I snatch a glass for myself off a tray being touted by a waiter and drain it quickly, letting the blood work into my system without so much as tasting it.
• I can still taste Faye, though, and it’s killing me. My entire body is screaming to get back to her, to be with her, to claim her in other ways, and I can’t take it.