Luna Adrienne's POV

"It's my fault," Master Emily said. "Vicki helped me, and that is what kicked this all off."

I looked at her in shock. "How is this your fault, Emily? You didn't take the girls."

"It's all about the blood," Emily replied. "Vicki agreed to donate a pint of her blood for my use. I drank it just before arriving in New Orleans to meet with the other Masters. It went as I expected; two of the stronger males from other covens challenged me for my spot as ruler of Boston."

"Did the blood help?"

"It did; with it, I dispatched both men quickly enough that no others...