This wasn't my first job. I had been serving as a companion for years. But I had made a deal to never be sold out to the vampires. Yet here I was. In the hands of one. I was strong and independent but there were memories that haunted me that would cause me anxiety every day in this world. Something about him drew me in though. I wanted desperately to trust him, believe him, when he told me that he would never hurt me. But they were all monsters. They still drank blood. They still hunted for humans. They still took what they wanted and destroyed whatever was in their path. Would I be a part of that destruction? Would Calvin be the end to my story?