Meegan had come in and completely derailed all my many years of progress, but the more I thought about it, I had to ask myself one question. Was it really progress? I had never really tried to feed without killing, choosing instead to completely abstain due to a fear of failure, especially in the early days of my decision. Instead I watched the real world from afar, first through newspapers and radio, then years later television, and now the internet. After last night there was no way I could go back to living in the shadows and feeding off animals, my existence no better than the reptiles that swam past me in the night. As much as I hated to admit it, I needed help and William seemed like my best choice. Meegan only wanted to revisit our blood-soaked...

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