Rohan“Wait a second,” Jarred asked, holding his flashlight. We all turned to him thinking that he had something to contribute, but he looked genuinely scared. The fright in his eyes was like an illness I had never seen before. He was the only beta in the room, he must be terrified by the aura oozing from all of us. I was surprised that he was still on his feet. “Who’s this guy again?” Damon asked, pointing his thumb at Jarred. I rolled my eyes before answering him. “That’s my beta, genius.”He looked at me completely irked and with a cranked eyebrow. “You brought your beta here?”I was lost by his question. “What would you know about having a best friend?” I asked. Damon clenched his jaws as his lemon eyes glared at me in rage. His hands balled into fists and I knew he was ready to go another round. This time I wasn’t going to back down. I was going to give him. “Can you guys slow down for a minute?” Dayton asked, irritated. “We need to figure out what’s going on here.”“Who
Damon A few hours earlier…The dining table was quiet, the sound of cutlery on the ceramic breaking the silence in intervals. I wasn’t ready to have a conversation with my mom, and it seemed she felt the same way. If this was how she was going to be, then there was no hope of getting the location from her. She was tougher than I expected. My dad looked at me on occasion wondering if I was going to say anything. But I wasn’t. Not this time. But then, he got fed up and dropped the fork, pushing the plate aside. My mom looked up at him in confusion. “What is it?” She asked. “Why are the both of you acting like kids?” He demanded, folding his arms. I didn’t say anything. Rather, I kept having dinner. “This is how the both of you are going to behave, then we might as well call it a night,” he said. I dropped the cutlery and wiped my lips. I didn’t want to stay for dinner, but he had urged me to. Things panning out this way had been obvious from the start. I saw it, but his hope of
Rohan We arrived at the house a couple of hours later and I had to say that it wasn’t what I expected. The blood handwriting was still there and there were still police cars on standby. We leaned back into the seats hoping that the cops wouldn’t see us. “I hate the police,” Jarred muttered as he lay his head back on the headrest. “Don’t let them hear you say that,” I said. “They are just doing their job. They think this is something relating to a serial killer.”Well, Cassian was a serial killer. Who knows how long he had been one? Three, maybe four centuries. Maybe even more. I sighed and watched the humans. They were talking to each other in hushed tones and it was hard to make out what they were saying because of the sirens that were blaring. After what seemed like thirty minutes, the last car departed. I turned to Jarred and found him sleeping on the passenger’s seat. I rolled my eyes and patted him on the shoulder. He jerked away and wiped the drool off his lips. “They are
Rohan “Just as I was about to cut his throat off, my blood dropped and that’s when he went berserk on me,” I said as we stepped out of the elevator. Jarred was paying rapt attention as I narrated my ordeal with Leonardo before he escaped. I was still bugged about him slipping off my fingers. I knew there were detriments to letting him escape and I was guessing that the vampires scouting our territory was one of them. Leonardo was working for Cassian after all. Even at the point of death, he had still lied to me. This showed what a menace Cassian was. He would rather die than betray his master. This made me itch to get a hold of him. There were a lot of things that I wanted him to do. I would torture him until he begged for his life. But of course, that was all a fantasy. I didn’t know where to start. Cassian could be anywhere. And that was what bugged me. He could be here in Pennsylvania or any other state. “And then he ran off?” Jarred asked as we sat by the counter. I sighed,
Cassian I stood in the morning sun, basking in its warmth. The tingling feeling of the sun on my skin never got old. I had felt it for many centuries and still it never got old. Maybe because I saw it more as a gift than a privilege. Beside me stood my mate, Vivian with an umbrella shielding her from the death rays of the sun. She didn’t have the gift yet, and so she would never understand what the feeling was. “How long are you going to do that, Cassian?” She asked, her voice laced with disappointment. “I’m waiting for you to take me hunting.”I sighed and opened my eyes before turning to face her. We had been together for just two centuries but I was beginning to feel that she didn’t understand the privilege of being by my side. She misused it so often and I had been so blind to it until a few decades ago. “You’ve seen the sun?” I asked rhetorically pointing at it. She scoffed and folded her arms, the maid holding the umbrella looking uneasy. She must be fed up too. “I want t
RohanI was getting sick of this place—the hospital. We had to check out all the members of the patrol team to make sure that they were not infected by the vampire that attacked us. There had been just one lost—Eric Simon. I didn’t know him, but I knew that he had a mate and a baby boy. She had rushed into the hospital as soon as she heard the news and had broken down in tears. It was so hard to watch her, especially after realizing that this was all my fault. I should have stopped the patrol team. I should’ve warned them against going out on patrol. There was no threat that he would attack us. The only thing that we had to worry about was the vampires, and they had attacked. At least one of them. I was certain that the vampire had been from the scouting team. They must have left him behind as a souvenir for us. I wasn’t sure of what they were planning anymore. The only thing I knew now was that they had taken interest in us once more. And their plan to wipe out the entire werewolf