Preface
My enemy, and my mother's before mine stared at me with her blood red eyes. She tortured me and I was left to wonder what she wanted of our encounter. My blood, my torture, my death, or revenge. I held on to the charm that my mother gave to me, before she knew it was the last time I'd see her. And I let out a ferocious growl, ready to save my brightest night from being frozen over.