Gaela arrived soon after. She was tall, dark, and beautiful. She had the grace of a fae and the fluidity of a vampire. It all made her seem as regal as the blood daughter of one of the first vampires should be.
She would come to our council meetings, acting as a childe of Sun. Because of her influence, and the changes that had happened for the council over the last four years, vampire culture was shifting. It was better for us and for all the living beings in the world.
“How can I help?” Gaela asked.
“There’s some sort of fae magic on Gwyn, the white wolf, it feels like a glamour. It’s blocking me from getting a deep reading on her. All I get back is ‘wolf’ which is impossible. No werewolf is a full werewolf. There are always humans or other supernaturals in their line.” Clover told
