Sometimes Alex forgets how old vampires are. The KGB was disbanded years before Alex was even born, and it's a concrete reminder that no matter how experienced she is, vampires will always have seen and done more. It just makes her more determined than ever to be better than them at everything she can be.

She also knows that the Communist Party, and by extension the KGB, had strong ties to the vampire nests in Moscow, and it makes her wonder whether Natasha had any more choice about becoming a vampire than Alex did about activating the werewolf curse. Not that that matters - the most innocent humans could turn into the most monstrous vampires. But it makes her feel a momentary blip of sympathy for the woman, and it's another crack in the ironclad belief her father instilled in her that all vampires are pure evil.

That momentary blip of sympathy makes her admit something that she normally wouldn't. "I uh, I'd never actually killed a vampire before tonight. But I'd do it again," she says stubbornly. "I don't think it was the wrong choice."

Even if it is going to have consequences. Alex still hasn't put a lot of thought into what those consequences might be.