"Tell me again how did I die?" Sia asked for the third time since Gideon got her into the strange carriage - a car, he had called it. The seats were comfortable but not very spacious to say the least. All that Sia's eyes fell on was nothing but destruction and rubble, memories of a civilization rooted in tragedy and the greed of vampires. She was a bit surprised to learn that these creatures existed and was even more surprised to see what they were capable of. She always thought that werewolves were violent and unscrupulous species, her time with Gideon had made her change her mind. He was gentle, patient, loving but also hard as a diamond, powerful as a storm. He was all she needed. Gideon had promised to take care of her, he would make sure to find whoever was responsible for bringing he
