CARE

KIRA

I had hurt Prince Dante and I had no recollection of what had transpired between us. I saw the marks, the bruises on his pale skin. We were the only ones in the training field so there was no way anyone else could have done it, but me.

But why? And How?

Like I had related to Prince Dante, the  last thing I remembered was him charging towards me. Then something or someone took control over my body and everything went blank. It felt like I wasn’t on earth anymore, if that made any sense. When I eventually did come to my senses, I realized that I might as well have signed my own death sentence.

 He told me that those were my powers manifesting. I almost laughed at how ludicrous that sounded. I looked at my hands, the lines both straight and crooked. There was no way I had those powers he claimed.

Me? Strong enough to cause serious damage to a vampire? That was laughable.

But as unbelievable as it