It’s not an easy job, but it’s the one I was born to have. Gordon was getting just as close, which is why I felt even less remorse about taking his life. Bishop’s soul was knocking at my door the day he found his mate. The souls of the secret monsters that live among us belong to me, and when their time is up, it calls to me. I can only imagine that task would be a little time-consuming. I’m not responsible for every soul on this earth. When people whisper in the night about their time on earth coming to an end, it’s me they’re afraid to name. There was nothing left for me in that house, and the longer I stayed the harder it was to be around them.īesides, I have my calling and there’s no stopping it. By the time I left I was as cold as stone through every part of me and resigned to an eternity on this earth alone. Instead it may have had the opposite effect. I thought that living among the coven of vampires would somehow teach me to soften my heart. I know I’d taken away the chance for Bishop to pay back Gordon for all that he’d done, but rage and hate pumped through my veins like DNA and there was nothing anyone could have done to stop me. I went to Bishop thinking he would have what was mine, but I should have known better. The dream that I hadn’t dared to put into words blinded all my senses. Gordon gave me hope that Bishop held the key to my mate. Seeing love radiate from mated couples only made me feel more alone in the world than when I was actually alone. What’s it like to be surrounded by happiness twenty-four hours a day? Lonely. Three miserable weeks with the pain in my chest that wouldn’t go away. Three weeks was all I could stand with the coven of vampires. The Grim Reaper will stop at nothing to find her… let’s just hope she’s ready to be claimed.
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