Before they knew it, the two of them were lying in the dew-covered grass, looking up at the stars. She’d never met another vampire before outside of her own family, which was something he found slightly ridiculous, and, to say the least, intriguing.
“So, what is your name, anyway?” Sabrina finally asked.
“Ugh.” He hesitated.“It’s Cerberus. But don’t call me that.” He laughed.“My father is… old fashioned, to say the least. I prefer Seb.”
“Sabrina.” She responded.“You have a dad? I just, aren’t most vampires turned?”
He laughed again.“You’re a vampire, so there’s no way you don’t know my dad. Every one of us knows my dad.” He rolled his eyes. The way he spoke about his father was almost sarcastic.
“For real though, you must have at least heard of Vladislaus. Vladislaus Straud?”
The name rang through her head like an alarm. Oh, she knew about him alright. Her parents briefed her on their situation the moment her and Sosi reached teenhood.
She rolled over so she was practically on top of him.“Listen, Seb, I’m going to go.” She rested her hand on his chest.“But give me your number. This conversation is definitely not over yet.”