"So where were you planning to go before we had interrupted your night?"

This question was coming moments later, after we had stared into space for about five minutes; after we had talked tensely, at first, about mundane topics like dinner and breakfast; after steadier talks about the happenings in the pack and in the community—boring except for the late-night attacks which Adam thought came from vampires.

The casual way with which the term had slipped from his lips—as normal as if he was talking about dinner—had left me stomped, until this new question of his.

He really was that informed about vampires? Was it now taught in the pack's...