CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Scarlet raced in the Lamborghini, speeding down the twisting and turning side streets, still trembling from her encounter with her dad. She had been shocked by his anger, and even more shocked at her own reaction. She hadn’t meant to hurt him like that; she’d only wanted to throw his arm off, to shove him away. She had barely touched him, and he’d gone flying across the room, like a cannonball. She had never seen anything like it, and her own strength terrified her.

Was it true? Was everything in her mom’s journal real?

Was she becoming a vampire?

Scarlet was finding it harder and harder to discount all of the strange things happening to her. Her super strength. The light sensitivity. Her speed. And most of all, her desire to feed. Too many things were adding up.

As she drove in the darkness, she felt there was only one place she could go, only one person she could turn to who might understand.

Sage.

She didn’t know why, especially after his having asked her to leave, but for som