Chapter Thirty-Two
Sylvie
Pașnita, Romania
Bloodwalkers are all related by birth,
united by knowledge, and linked
by powers entrusted to us.
Yet we are all very different.
Each bloodwalker must find her
own voice, own path, own life.
For only God and Death
know our true destiny.
~ The Bloodwalker’s Book
Sylvie read the last entry in the Bloodwalker’s Book and smoothed the crinkled vellum of the final page, wondering how many hands had touched it, how many eyes had read the words over the years. Although her mother had taught her from it since she was young, she’d never been allowed to hold it. It was a sacred thing—too important to be trusted to the hands of a child.
With the death of Sylvie’s mother, it had become hers.
And the notes, too. Some of her ancestors had jotted do
