"Shit, shit, and more shit!" I cursed under my breath as I slammed the bathroom door behind me with shaking hands. 

What had just happened? Was I dreaming? But the sharp, almost painful pressure of Lou's claws digging into my arm tore me from my thoughts. No, this wasn't a nightmare. Vampires were real.

I stared at the tomcat in my arms. His wounds—the gaping bite wound on the back of his thigh—caused blood to drip in thick, red streams onto his orange fur. A clear, terrible sign that Eryon was about to drain the animal dry. Panic spread through my chest. If I didn't act quickly, the little tomcat...