When the Vampires almost became extinct, my city worried. Who would be there to protect us if one day the Vampires were gone? What would we do? We couldn't survive. We, the puny little humans with myriad weaknesses, were nothing compared to what could have killed a Vampire. No we needed protection, and the Councils came up with such protection. Now five people are to be Chosen every month to become Vampires; and who should be the fifth one? Me, of course. But things are not as safe as we assumed and not all supernaturals fight for our protection And once you're Chosen, there's no going back.