Katelina pressed a trembling hand to her stomach. Crimson oozed between her fingers. Watery panic flowed through her, even as she told herself she'd be all right. She was immortal. She couldn't bleed to death.
No. But I can end up drained and withered, and might as well be dead.
Micah noticed her injury. "Whoa, there, princess. You better go back to the room."
"Not until I see that Jorick's okay. I'm all right."
"For now," Brandle agreed. "Perhaps Sorino would allow" he broke off, though Katelina guessed the rest. "Allow you to have a drink from Kai." Except Kai was-
She pulled away from the wall, grimacing as pain shot through her. "Damn it. I thought vampires weren't supposed to hurt."
"Who the hell told you that?" Micah asked. "We might hurt less, but we still fucking hurt."
"Great."
Angelica stood. She gave William a last look, then turned to Brandle. "Okay, now what?"