Untamed [antikvár]

CHAPTER ONE The caw! caw! cawing! of one stupid crow kept me up all night. (Well, more accurately, all day — 'cause, you know, I'm a vampyre fledgling and we have that whole issue of day and night being turned around.) Anyway, I got zero sleep last night/day. But my crappy nonsleep is currently the easiest thing to deal with since life really sucks when your friends are pissed at you. I should know. I'm Zoey Redbird, currendy the undisputed Queen of Making My Friends Pissed Land. Persephone, the big sorrel mare who I could consider mine for as long as I lived at the House of Night, craned her head around and nuzzled my cheek. I kissed her soft muzzle and