CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
HER TEARS RUN DRY, Mina lay in bed and stared at the wall, trying to push out images of an angry Hana and desolate Liam and Maggie. Purring stopped, the werecat still lay nestled against her stomach. Soft steps along the hall, followed by a thump and a muted curse, caused the cat's ears to twitch. The footsteps stopped outside Mina's door, and after a short pause, there was a quiet knock. She ignored it. It sounded again, and she continued to inspect the wall as the cat twitched beside her, craning to stare at the door. A squeal of hinges and Seema's ears coming forward told her the person was entering, invited or not. Funny how one of the main rules of the vampire world didn't apply at a personal level.
She closed her eyes and breathed deeply: cinnamon and vanilla. "
