I got a shadow of what he was doing to the audience. I turned and looked at him. All I could feel was Moroven's power like a storm hovering over me. I stood there in my kitchen and was suddenly scared.
I looked at him, concentrated, and I knew he had fed tonight, on some willing woman. Who do I look like-Peter Pan? What? Damian asked. Clair was beside him now. I tried to hide behind the shield of the horrible things they'd done to the woman in the kitchen.
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