5
“Two days you’ve been gone!”
Ephraim sighed at the anger in Sophie’s voice. The second he walked back into the Manor, still dripping with Vampyre blood from a particularly nasty fight in the Central Business District, Sophie stuck to him like glue.
“I know,” Ephraim said, bowing his head. He shouldn’t feel sorry, not at all. He was merely doing what he ought, working with the Guardians to protect people like Sophie against the quickly-growing chaos in the city. Still, she was his master. And in theory, his mate. It was hard to resist the urge to go to her, touch her, make sure she was okay.
She followed him up the stairs to the suite of rooms he’d been assigned, her cheeks flushed with anger.
“What could you possibly have been doing for two days straight?” She demanded to know. “I t
