“He’s not the enemy. The enemy is Ian and his followers, those who kill witches for their blood. As far as I know, Aiden isn’t in that category.”
“The key words being ‘as far as you know’. He’s a vampire, and he’s drank from you for the sole purpose of his brew addiction, did he not?”
“Then he’s the enemy!” Holly shouted. “They’re all monsters who would just as soon drain you as look at you. Your ignorance is going to get you killed, Gwen.”
Perhaps she was right, my life had become more dangerous since I invited vampires into it, but if that meant I’d die beside Aiden, then I wouldn’t regret my decisions. I did what I thought was right, and whether or not Holly or anyone else agreed was moot. I couldn’t live my life dictated by others or around what people may think. I was dating a vampire, but more importantly, I was in love with a vampire. Holly’s
prejudice against him wouldn’t sway me.