Chapter Twenty-Six - Adriana Gervais - 19 yrs old

Of course, Ana didn’t get a decent sleep before the first ever sitting of the North American Ruling Council. So, for her it was annoying to say the least for her to suffer the cautions inquiries from far too many people.

She watched with interest as George went into full work mode. He was silent and listened, only moving when he had to. Ana even overheard several people wondering if he was even breathing. Of course, he was breathing. That was a foolish thought. Vampires didn’t breathe as much, but they breathed. If they didn’t inhale, they wouldn’t be able to speak. It’s a natural bodily function as well.

It was just the lack of sleep that put her temper in such a state. Answering questions about the poor dead cat and any thoughts she had about it was pulling her attention off of her job here. She needed to get back to business. Ana knew she could be a professional, but then things went from bad to worse and Ana found herself becoming petty.