They're blood-thirsty. Every last one of
them. Per the Agreement, however, all
humans are assigned a vampire at birth.
When they reach their age to serve, they
must fill the role of a consort, feeding their
vampire whenever needed.
Unlike most humans, I was ready to be a
consort. I was ready for my vampire, to
serve him whenever he needed me.
What I wasn't ready for?
His kiss.
A kiss that sparked into a flame.
A kiss powerful enough to change the
world.