With a soft sigh Maddox slipped into one of the over chairs in the lounge area of the club.

Vontae had left her. It had been months now since he said he would turn her but she chickened out for the moment, changing her mind last minute. She'd probably pushed him away with that... She hadn't meant to, but he hadn't tried to get in touch with her since then...

And she had already passed on the Vocal reconstructive surgery. It wasn't what she wanted to do. The scar, her lack of voice... It was her. She didn't really mind it but...

She just wished it was easier to communicate.

And Maddox wished that she could find another vampire. Just to talk to... To feel the deep and strangely erotic feeding. It was as close to sex without sex that she could feel and god was it good.

But they never really liked to make themselves known and she had a time trying to spot them. She had a little mirror, but some vampires had a reflection. Vontae did but another she had met did not. There were different kinds it seemed, and each different kind had their own special abilities and drawbacks. If only she could find a vampire who could tell her about everything.

Vontae would have, if she had asked about them. But she hadn't which was why she had been so scared to be turned. Becoming something different wasn't too bad. But becoming something you didn't know? That was never a good thing. She wanted to know what she would be turning in to before she had Vontae, or probably now another vampire, turn her. But who would do it now? She wanted one who was telepathic... This way she could talk to others. But she just had to find a vampire first...