What’s on my mind today? Getting used to bifocals. Oh boy. I don’t mind that I have bifocals. I need them. I like to see. But wow. Getting used to how to hold my head so I see is a bit tiring.
From Protector of the Grey House:
She was a mess. Her clothes were torn although she had no wounds. It was clear from her hungry attitude she had sustained massive damage and used a great deal of blood to heal herself. She was ghul.
Joseph released her slightly and allowed her to turn and sink her teeth into his flesh. He knew he could sustain the blood loss it would require to bring his woman back to sanity. Vincent beckoned to one of the humans and indicated he should remain at the ready when more blood was needed. The human nodded, handed off his weapon and bravely walked into the security room.