Dark circles hung under her eyes, and there was an air of frailty about her. 'When did we last do a feeding?' I asked, studying her face. Smiling, she scratched his chin, and I felt her calm further. Animals didn't have a problem with Moroi, and they all loved Lissa in particular.

He gave me a wide berth - animals don't like dhampirs, for whatever reason - but jumped onto the bed and rubbed his head against Lissa, purring softly. Attracted by the light, our housemate's cat, Oscar, leapt up onto the sill of the open window. It glowed dimly, but neither of us really needed much to see by. When I felt her emotions calm down, I leaned over to the nightstand between our beds and turned on the lamp. We sat like that for several minutes, not saying anything else. I put an arm around her and ran a hand over her hair. Her frantic breathing slowed, and she leaned into me, resting her head against my shoulder. Wake up.'Īfter a few moments, her eyes fluttered open, and in the dim lighting, I could see a flicker of consciousness start to take over. Her screams dropped off, replaced by soft whimpers.

I bolted out of mine, quickly crossing the few feet that separated us. Lissa lay in her bed, thrashing and screaming. I woke up, strands of long, dark hair sticking to my forehead. The pictures wrapped around me, suffocating me, until some rational part of my brain reminded me that this wasn't my dream. Images - hers, not mine - tumbled through my mind: fire and blood, the smell of smoke, the twisted metal of a car. Her nightmare pulsed into me, shaking me out of my own dream, which had had something to do with a beach and some hot guy rubbing suntan oil on me. I FELT HER FEAR BEFORE I heard her screams.

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