The wind howled outside the window, its mournful wails echoing through the cracks which increased the anxiety inside the room. Ruelle sat stiffly on the edge of the bed. Her body was tense and her hands trembled slightly as they rested on her lap. As it was night, there was a silence that waited to be disrupted.
Across the room, Hailey paced restlessly, clearly more troubled than Ruelle herself.
"I should go before Blake arrives," Ruelle finally murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
The last thing Ruelle wanted was to intrude further into Hailey's space, especially when her friend's Elite roommate could return any moment. Lesson learnt, vampires—no matter what kind—weren't to be trifled with.
Hailey stopped mid-step, shaking her head furiously. Her voice wavered,
