Sibyl stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel tightly around herself. Standing in front of the mirror, she said to work detangling her long, curly hair. When she and the others had first returned to their rented home and she's gotten a chance to look at herself in the mirror, she thought she might never be able to get clean again. She had been coated head to toe in blood, dirt, and who knows what else. Thankfully, she had been able to remove it all with only minor scrubbing.
Needless to say, things had not gone the way she planned them. On the contrary, they had gone hopelessly - hilariously - wrong. The creature was still alive. Van was a traitor and now deceased. And Griffin was a vampire.
Though Darragh was technically his maker, she felt responsible for him now. Over the years,
