Another Bite - Vampire Cohorts Book 2
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It's never possible to run from your past. Sooner or later you have to turn and face it, either to fight the monsters that wait there or to submit and fall beneath their claws.
As a reincarnated Master vampire I should've expected that to be tough. However, as my memories of my past had been tampered with and hidden out of reach, it was difficult to prepare for the fang baring creature snapping at my heels. Especially as the only man who could help me understand who I'd started out as believed the only way to protect me was through distance.
It didn't help that I had secrets as well, things I couldn't share with Conn for fear they'd destroy him. There was darkness in my past, and it was coming for me, but my biggest fear was that it would swallow the man I couldn't admit to loving.
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