CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
MINA TRUDGED ALONG the path towards the Sanctuary, the imposing building she now called home. Her gaze travelled from the dome, down the columns to the top of the stoop, where Seema waited in human form, a frown pulling her face down.
"Where are the others?" Seema asked, her fingers tapping against her thigh in a nervous tic Mina recognized from herself.
"Here, I imagine, given the time of day." She slid her eyes sideways to indicate the morning sun, in no mood for twenty questions. She'd been wandering around since last night, seeking solitude and solace and finding neither.
"Not the vampires. Rhys, Finn. The prying archaeologist."
"I don't know. Maybe they've gone after the Blade of the Sun. The other half, that Night doesn't have." Mina waved a hand; at the mom
