Chapter Thirteen
Tory woke from a late afternoon nap feeling more refreshed and determined than she had in days. The past few sleepless nights, combined with the days she had been with Simon had finally caught up with her, and she had drifted into the dreamless, peaceful sleep of a vampire who needed to heal.
She blinked several times as she tried to figure out what woke her. A loud, but familiar, growl pulled her upright in bed. She scrambled over the side, half sliding and half falling as she tried to get to the window to see if she was imagining things.
She cried out when she saw her brother and Simon locked in battle. She was unable to move until she saw Simon throw Alexandru off of him. Turning away from the window, she rushed for the door.
Practically flying down the stairs, she
