The first night

It’s was only later that I discovered what she was, and what I had become.

She had read my mind as she turned me, and discovered where I lived. Through the night she had carried my lifeless body through city during the hours between dawn and day, aloft on currents of wind she had summoned. After carefully setting me down in my own bed, she had drawn the curtains and waited for me to turn.

It took a while. She’d mentioned something later about the **** in my system slowing down the transformation. Maybe that was true, or maybe she hadn’t done it quite right. Turned out that I was the first person she had ever Embraced.

When I awoke, she was there waiting patiently. Venette, my Sire.