Ruby POV:
I couldn't help wondering if somewhere out there in the darkness, someone was being violently attacked and drained.
I rested my forehead against the cool glass gingerly as I closed my eyes. Unfortunately, they popped open again within seconds when an image of frightening red eyes flashed through my mind.
"Fuck."
I swallowed, but my mouth was suddenly too dry to produce any saliva. What had really happened that night? Had I died? Did our mysterious savior bring me back to life? I remembered feeling like all life was slowly draining out of me. I hated the fact that I could still feel the fangs in my throat.
Now wasn't the time to develop PTSD. From what Axel and Xavier had told me so far, I knew a war was coming. I fisted my hand and slammed it down against my thigh. That moth
