and capable. I respect them,” Tariq said. “There are a few…

““and capable. I respect them,” Tariq said. “There are a few others but they’re relatively new and I’m not certain of them yet.” “How many there?” “Another seven. I’ve taken their blood, know they live by their word, but haven’t seen them in battle against vampires. The first time human fighters see the undead in action, especially in their true form, it is . . . disconcerting. That’s when I know whether they’ll be able to handle it. I wipe their minds clean if they can’t. These are good men and valuable assets.” Dragomir nodded. He had never considered drawing humans into their fight. Humans had always seemed very vulnerable. Tariq had always had the reputation of being fascinated by them. He spent a great deal of his time with them. He’d studied them, and now, he surrounded himself with them. He fit into their world with ease. Dragomir wasn’t the kind of man to dismiss an idea just because he wasn’t comfortable with it. He’d seen the security force in action and they’d helped tremendously. They hadn’t flinched in the face of the enemy, and Vadim had brought a strong force with him. The weapons they’d developed were impressive. Matt Bennett had been a huge help in the battle with Vadim. “The Waltons. I’ve seen them on the property,” Dragomir admitted, “but I””

— Christine Feehan