“I don’t know what I am, Ro.” She whispers after a couple of seconds. “Since prom, I’ve woken up in the middle of the forest with a knife in my hand, and I have no clue how I got there or where the knife came from. All I know is that I’ve been killing monsters, and I’d get these terrible migraines afterward. About a week ago, I went to my father’s clinic for some tests and stumbled upon something that made me suspicious. After that, my powers seemed to sharpen, and I was able to consciously use my abilities while I was awake. It was the first time that I could control it. Last night, I was at my dad’s institute because they were going to run a sleep test on me, but something occurred, and it was postponed.”
A guilty pang strikes me again, but I don
Jules I can’t believe I’m back here again. Yet, when Rowan said that he wanted to be with me, every girly part in my body stood to attention and responded to his manly voice. I look over as Rowan sorts through his kitchen cabinets and begins to heat something up. A frightful thought occurs to me at that moment. Is he preparing to drink blood? I mean, I’ve seen Buffy the Vampire Slayer and how one of the characters would heat blood up in the microwave. I cringe at the idea. Rowan instantly notices my distaste and rolls his eyes. “It’s not blood. I don’t drink blood like that. I have a small refrigerator where I keep bags, or I go to my brother’s Halo and take it from a donor.
Chapter 18: I didn’t know thatRowan As soon as I get to the Halo, I head to Tristan’s office. He is sitting behind his desk, tapping away at his laptop, which seems mundane, considering that he’s a very powerful vampire. His eyes hone in on mine as soon as I stop near his desk, and his brow furrows with consternation. “Where the hell have you been, Ro? I’ve been calling and texting all night.” “Sorry, bro, I’ve been busy doing some sleuthing.” He arches a brow. “And what exactly have you found?” 
Jules Coming awake with a start, I turn to my bedstand and shut my ringing phone off. I blink my eyes to clear the cobwebs from my brain and look at the screen. It’s only nine in the morning, but I feel like I’ve slept longer. My phone vibrates with a message a moment later. It’s from Amara. Hey Jules, want to get some breakfast with Haley and me? My lip curls with derision at the thought of sitting down to eat with my traitorous friends. It’s funny how I’ve gone from loving my friends to disliking them. I know that I should be more forgiving, but my stomach revolts at the thought. It pains me that they’ve been lying to me for so long. Not only did they keep thei
Rowan It doesn’t take us long to get to the witch’s house. Thankfully, she lives ten minutes away. I have to admit, Evian is not quite what I expect a witch to look like. I mean, over the past couple of years that I’ve worked with Azazel and our Halo, I’ve run into several witches, but I can honestly say that Evian is nothing like them. For starters, she doesn’t wear quirky hippy dresses or spout about nature, and she doesn’t dress like an emo goth. No, Evian is a station wagon-driving, cardigan-wearing soccer mom. Her house has a white picket fence, for goodness sake. Her short blond bob rustles with the breeze, and her pale skin glows as she leads us to her greenhouse. “So, Azazel sent
Jules “Stop the car!” I call out in an urgent tone. The car comes to an instant halt, jarring us from our seats at the sudden impact. The screeching of breaks and burned rubber permeate the air. “What the hell, Jules?” Rowan asks. “Are you alright? What’s wrong?” My body instantly changes as it prepares to fight. I can feel the rush of power coursing through my body and my eyes glowing. “Something is coming,” I mutter gruffly. “I can feel it.”&nb
Rowan I’m so upset with my brother and his mate. They ruined one of the most perfect moments of my life. Jules was in my arms and was ready to spend the day with me, but then she sees Amara, and the morning quickly goes to shit. A knock on the door startles me out of my grim thoughts. Striding forward, I open the door. “Tristan, hey,” I mutter in surprise. Tristan smiles. “Hey. Sorry for coming by without calling, but I was out and about and thought maybe we’d have some… you know… brother bonding time.” He sounds a little unsure, which is a little endearing. I’ve meant to invite him to meet my family, but with everything that has been happening with Jules, I kind of forgot.
Jules As quietly as I can, I sneak back into my house. The house is quiet and still. Before I head to bed, I check on Clarissa and sigh with relief when I see that she’s still sleeping. I spend the morning recalling the confrontation between Amara and me. I’m still angry, but not as angry as I was before. Now, I’m more relieved because I told her off and am no longer burdened with my resentment. Rowan texts me several times. Some of them are random pictures of cute puppies, and some are kiss emojis. It’s a little after two o’clock when I decide to see him. Clarissa gives me the stink eye when I go down the stairs but doesn’t comment or ask me where I’ve been, which confirms the fact that
Rowan I’m in shock. No, I’m beyond shocked. I can’t believe we just met Mikhail’s father. Mikhail is going to flip. Jules takes my hand and squeezes it. “Are you okay?” I nod. “Yeah, I guess I’m still in shock. I need to call Azazel, Mikhail, and Tristan.” She nods. “Yeah, and I need to go home.” My head snaps in her direction. “What? Are you kidding me, babe? What if your father hurts you?”&