50. The Connection.

My head is a dull throb. We wait forever for Ezekiel to get everything prepared to join us. Even feeding from several of his servants did nothing for me. My hands are clammy and my body feels drained. Tired even. Agitated and restless once again. I hardly could contain myself the entire night. I kept watching my surroundings and tuning in on strange noises or voices.

The large male was thrilled when I allowed him to view Seraphine. Her resemblance to him seemed to enlarge his already enormous head. According to him, she is the only grandchild to share the tiny birthmark under his eye, and the texture of his hair and even the unusual bend in her pinky fingers. The others only share his eye color.

He goes over everything with his oldest son, who is left in charge. He grabbed several things he thought he might need. He primped himself like a peacock before heading to join us. Alexavier rolled his eyes as we exited behind the relative giant. Thi