" Gregori surveyed the mountains, his pale eyes moving along the shadowed cliffs above the forest. He stepped off the edge of the cliff, his body shape-shifting as he plummeted toward earth. Wings beat strongly, lifting him into the sky, straight for the jutting rock surface rising above the treetops. The entrance to the cave was a mere slit in the rock wall. He found the vampire’s safeguard to his lair basic. The vampire had grown lazy, thinking himself safe when he should have realized that if he was going to try to trap the prince of the Carpathians, every hunter would turn him into prey. "
― Christine Feehan , Dark Prince (Dark, #1)