Chapter thirty

Darius POV

I stayed the long night not going home and recalling seeing the way my sister was dressed. Like a whore. What has that bastard making her do? What pain was my little sister going through?

I returned home the next morning with broken lips and a battered face. The instant mother saw me, she screamed. Only I had made it alive amongst the vampires I had gathered. I did not gather any members of my Clutch. They were afraid of the Lycanthropes and father had gave strict warnings that no one should help me in my mission to save my sister and I had gone to other Clutches aside Edinburgh to find vampires and they came to my aid only for them to die valiantly for my sake.

"Oh, Darius," Mother exclaimed. "Why are you so stubborn? Look at what you've done to yourself." She said, sounding worried.

"Y'all refused to help me in my cause to save a member of our family when we've heard his tales. When we're very much aware of what he does to women." I said to her.

"Why don't you leave t