MILO’S POV

The funeral, which isn’t really a funeral, is a peculiar experience. The vampires gather in the salon, where Nori confirms that Flora was keeping an eye on me.

“Flora,” she whispers when the woman approaches on her other side, “did you offer to dismember my fledgling?”

“It wasn’t really an offer, more of an assessment,” the blonde says.

“Did you intentionally play stupid to draw him away from his troubles?” Nori pushes, a hint of a ...