Jeanice, who had chosen to follow Ronan to escape from Evans, didn’t feel entirely at ease. She felt that being with Ronan could put her in danger. The man was a vampire—although he had always been kind to her, he could very well sneak up and prey on her while she slept.

But nothing like that happened. By morning, Jeanice was still safe.

That morning, a gentle knock came at Jeanice’s bedroom door.

Knock. Knock.

“Jeanice,” Ronan’s voice was calm, “if you’re ready, we can have breakfast now.”

Jeanice blinked slowly, her body feeling a bit lighter after a full night’s sleep. She replied from behind the door, “Okay, I’ll...