Grey House: The Feeding

They move through the city the way power always does — quietly, completely, without asking permission. You've walked past them. You've sat across from them at dinner. You've never known what you were looking at.

The Kalos are not supernatural. They are not metaphor. They are a predatory species that has spent four hundred years learning exactly how much a human being will overlook when the alternative is too frightening to consider.

This is where the story begins. Before the novel. Before anyone knows to be careful.