“You plan on going, even though it will mean facing your Sire again?” asked Sam.
“A year ago, I would have said no. I wouldn’t have wanted to be anywhere near him. I’m stronger now. I’ve cut myself from my nest for long enough. Lazarus, Annalise, and the rest of the nest are, for all intents and purposes, my family.”
“They are,” agreed Sam. “And maintaining connections outside The Hollow is a good thing. Most of the legion are in regular contact with their nests; life shouldn’t always be about work.”
“You say Lazarus knows about dragon shifters,” said Jared.
I nodded. “Yes. Lazarus is a scholar, and he’s knowledgeable about a lot of things. He admires and respects dragon shifters for their strength, power, and viciousness. I heard that Marco had negotiated a peace treaty between Lazarus and the local dragon drove.”
“You think Lazarus would be happy to share information with us?” asked Jared.
“I don’t see why he wouldn’t,” I replied.
“Then we’ll contact him tonight.”
“He never leaves his home, so he won’t agree to come here,” I told them.
“But I don’t doubt that he’ll invite you there. I’d like to come along.”
Sam exchanged a look with Jared. “I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that, Imani. How do you think Marco will react to seeing you again? I mean, you not only dared to try to escape him, you were able to do it. You cut your connection to him. He has to be, at the very least, seriously offended and a little embarrassed that you escaped his hold without his permission or knowledge.”
“What makes it more complex is that you’re not just one of Marco’s vampires,” said Jared. “You’re his first-born.”
I blew out a long breath. “I don’t know how he’ll react. I never really understood why he Turned me, or why he then abandoned me. Still, he’ll be pissed that I fled because first-borns are supposed to be flattered that we somehow inspired a vampire to begin their own line. We’re supposed to stay at their side and serve them faithfully. We’re not supposed to run.”
Expression pensive, Sam tapped her fingers on the table. “What about the rest of the nest? Won’t they look down on you for fleeing instead of sticking around as a good little first-born should?”
“While I stayed with Lazarus, they were all pretty nice to me. Probably because they felt bad for me, and because Marco is highly respected.” Even though he was a complete dick. His high status in vampire society was based on both fear and respect, since he’d been a ruthless assassin for most of his vampire life. As his first-born, all that respect and sense of importance extended to me. “I appreciate your concern, but I have to go back there some time.”
A short silence fell. Sam broke it. “All right. You can be part of our entourage, since we’ll be expected to take one for support and protection. I’d rather take a small one, or it will seem like we don’t believe we can protect ourselves just fine.”
Jared nodded. “We’ll take six vampires, including Imani. The question is…which ones?”
“We’ll discuss it later,” said Sam. “Let’s get back to the arena. First, Imani, I want to know if you’re comfortable with sharing your past with the others. We don’t have to go into great detail—we can just give them the bare bones of the story. Or we can tell them to mind their own bloody business, it’s your choice.”
While I wasn’t necessarily comfortable with sharing my past… “They should know about Marco so they know what to expect when we visit Lazarus.”
“As long as you’re sure?”
I nodded.
“All right, let’s go.”
Back at the arena, I gave everyone a very brief summary of my past and informed them that we should be visiting Lazarus in the near future. After stating that she would update them on the situation at tomorrow night’s conference, Sam then started the session.
Not wanting to think about the upcoming reunion with Marco, I put all my focus into training. When we first started, our goals had been simple but tough. First, we had to learn how to channel all our preternatural energy so that none leaked from us. It was an unnatural energy we began producing when we Turned; making our mind and body evolve. If we didn’t know how to hold it inside, we wouldn’t be able to use our gift to its full potential. In addition, it meant that Feeders like Sam could leech off our energy.