From Inside the Grey House:
Natalia raced from the front door to the garage door as she heard it open. Vincent was in the lead. She nearly knocked him down as she flew into his arms. His arms wrapped around her and he sank to his knees, unable to support her weight. Anthony had been able to supply them with blood, but only a sufficient amount to be strong enough to get home. He didn’t have as many humans on hand as Vincent did. They stopped at several homeless shelters and dark alleys until they had fed enough to be safe before coming home, but they all needed more. It was a credit to their self-control that no humans died in the feeding frenzy.