( Lexi raises an eyebrow at Dani. ) You want me to just reveal my family secrets? ( he teases.

it is guarded knowledge, but he doesn't actually care to let Dani know. ) We have altars, carved with the aid of witches and left in the light of the red sky.

The maker must already be lineages. Then they drain everything, and the husk is left to bath in the light for twenty fours. After which, the vampire that drank from you now feeds you nearly all their blood.

Now you're lineaged.