LOGINEZRA'S POVThe dining room however looked slightly different. It had a bit of color, maybe it was the lighting but everything else? Pfft, the same. It had been maintained across centuries by Caelan. There was a long table and rows of a few chairs surrounding it. We sat down. Caelen at the head while the four brothers distributed along the sides. Cole stuck to my side like a glue which I found very comforting. The food was real and good. Caldenmoor food had always been. Caelen never joked with good meals, mostly for me because he could go days without eating as long as he had blood to drink. Regardless of who was eating, whenever need be, the kitchen took its work seriously. An aged woman came out of the kitchen and I recognised her instantly. Ana. Her eyes shimmered upon seeing me and a big smile graced her face. She quickly put the plates on the table and came over to my side and hugged me tightly. Her motherly perfume filled my nostrils, calming my nerves down quickly. "Ezra
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EZRA'S POVI yawned and shut my eyes for just a few minutes. The flight was four hours long. I knew that because I counted most of them, even though it was not deliberate. I wasn't sitting there with a clock but my brain had decided sleep was not available so it decided to count. I had the feeling of dread as I accepted my reality that I was returning to that place that I had left with great intention and considerable planning in the back of a private jet with a dead vampire in cargo and my best friend asleep against my shoulder.Cole had been out within twenty minutes of takeoff. I envied that about him. The ability to just...go. To put his head down and let the situation wait while he recharged. I had never been able to do that peacefully. To sleep was even troublesome for me. Dorian was across the aisle with his eyes closed, which wasn't sleep either. I knew the difference after twenty years. Everyone was in their different sitting positions and nobody said anything to each other.
EZRA'S POVCole sat beside me on the bed for a long time without saying anything. That was what I loved about him. He understood the difference between silence that needed filling and silence that needed company. He sat with his shoulder against mine and let me cry myself dry. He didn't speak immediately and waited. "Okay." He said finally. "I am going to say something and I need you to actually hear it and not just wait for me to finish so you can argue." I sniffed and wiped my tears. "What is it you want to say?" "I am sorry but I agree with your...uhm...mates." My eyes twitched. "You need to go to Caldenmoor." I opened my mouth. "I said, hear it first." He turned slightly to face me, preparing physically to convince me no matter what. "Ezra, there is a dead body in your living room. Someone got into this apartment while five vampires with supernatural senses were sitting in it and killed a man without any of them noticing. You were kidnapped yesterday. Before t
EZRA'S POVI remained right there on the floor. My knees had totally given out and I couldn't feel my whole existence for a while. Nobody moved for a long moment at all. Cole had gotten beside me with his hand on my back. The vampire was still against the wall with a dagger through his chest. The door flung open and the brothers made their way in. When I yelled earlier, they instantly went out to search for clues or whoever could have done this. "We didn't see anyone. They didn't even leave their scent." Lucien announced. I didn't say anything. I just sat there, staring at the body in a daze. There was a knock seven minutes later on the door and we all turned our attention to it, tensed. Everyone went still. Dorian calmly went to the door before anyone else, hesitated for a few seconds before he pulled it open, just enough to fill the frame with his body which entirely blocked whatever was behind him from whoever was in front of him. An older woman who turned out to be my neig
EZRA'S POVThe vampire hit the floor with a sound that was not gentle. Riven stood over him, looking very pleased at the state of the vampire who was still unconscious, had his wrists bound and looked considerably worse than when we had left the building which only confirmed to us that something was really wrong with him.I looked away regardless as I felt no iota of pity for him. "Someone sit him against the wall please." Caius sighed. "He will need to be upright when he wakes." Riven moved him without ceremony. I sat on the couch and looked at my hands. The rope marks were still there and red lines across both wrists that in a few hours would probably turn into proper bruising. Lucien appeared from the kitchen with a glass of water and held it out without a comment. I took it, drank half in one go and returned the cup "Thank you." He nodded and sat on the arm of the nearest chair which was a Lucien sitting position. Funny. "So," As soon as the word escaped my lips, t







