Bloodstream

darkness beckonsfor oneand alla kiss in the rainconnects so much painnewborn sinthe past will outbloodline truthis never quietdeathshall comeAs bad poems go, Rebecca's sure this one's a winner. But with bodies piling up and rumors of things that go bump in the night multiplying, maybe it's worth a second look.Meanwhile, McLachlan's confronted by the extent of Matteo's downward spiral. A siren in his bed, wolves at the door, and...a man-bun. Will the madness never end?The accords are failing. Pups sired, vampires unleashed. A new age comes, and it will be born in fire and blood. But not peanut butter...Matteo ate it all.