Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Eight.

Nicholas's POV.

(Totally unedited)

There is a dim, radiating off of me, and I cannot be sure as to why I am feeling that way. It has become too much that I am trying my best to push it away, but it seem not to leave.

I can't tell whose emotion it is, but strongly it resides in my dead heart, weighing on it that it could be subjected as pain.

It is morning, and I am in the elevator to my office room. My head is down, my powers searching from where the dull sensation comes from. To be honest, I, too, find it hard to focus.

My mind has been fixated on Cole Hunter, trying to figure out what he is planning for us, the Vampires. He would get us angry, and when that happens, it would take a great troll on the Hunters. As he has said, we are a dead creature, so obviously, it's the living who's got more blood to share, as that is what every war demands, and this is what he is rumbling.

When the door dings and I get out, walking on my way to my office, I get my t