Chapter five
An Enemy Inside
Thomas Knight is back from the dead.
Vincent only stood a few inches from me, yet when he spoke the single most harrowing sentence I’d ever heard, his voice came out garbled and distant. I felt like I’d been plunged underwater, into the frozen darkness.
Suddenly, I was drowning.
The cruel and loathsome vampire king—my own father—had been resurrected by my half-brother. Dagon’s batshit plan to steal my throne out from under me was in motion.
I didn’t know s**t about necromancy, but I knew one thing for certain: Dagon bit off more than he could chew. Back at the Boston Coven headquarters, the necromancer hadn’t been able to maintain his hold over Vincent. So where in the f**k did the egotistical psychopath get off thinking he could leash the world’s oldest
