Vincent POVMy baby did so well in his exams, he passed them all even the vampire class one. So now I decided to have a conversation with him, I want to change him but after our first fight I decided to talk to him first."Kitten you know I want to change you" I start.He nods and add "Can I chose my birthday?"I wasn't expecting him to accept so easily so I said yes "Can we do it on Halloween? I love Halloween" he ask all excited.Halloween is next month, that's close enough for me , so I said yes to him and started making calls and getting everything ready for then. Alex went through his change directly after he got his grades, he passed everything there was no need for the drama.The trio decided to skip a semester to make sure Alex is copping well him being a Dom is a whole other scenario from our littles, he can't be seen as weak or stumbling to walk. Being a Dom he'll want to look independent and strong, although behind closed doors he craves his two partner's affection and atte

Rocco POV. "Boss" I say holding my only father figure's hand, he was dying, we don't die, not easily, but he is. He got shot in the heart, the one who shot him aimed for a kill, we are immortal, but we could die if you knew how. A shot, a silver shot to the heart, that was enough to kill him, it's a risk we never took, we don't try to kill each other, no one would mess with us. Except for him, he was messed with, the reason why, it's funny, not the sarcasm. Giovanni didn't die due to being a mafia king, a CEO, a badass ancient vampire, he died for a completely different reason. The one who shot him didn't even mean to kill him, he meant to kill me, he stood there to protect me, he was hiding me, protecting me. The reason why someone tried to kill me, well I'm his heir, I'm just as bad as him, even worse, now let me introduce myself, Rocco Gianni, I'm the heir of the company and mafia kingdom that used to belong to my father. We're not blood-related, but he's the one who raised me,

Mia POV.My name is Mia, I'm sixteen, or I think I am, it's what my mother says I am, she hates me, like really hates me. The bruises on my body stand witness to her tough love, to how she treats me, when everyone else get to go to school, make friends and be classified by my age, I wasn't I was locked inside. We moved too much, every time I felt like I'm close to knowing what classification I am she'd move us, she says I look too much like my father, she hated him. He's a sadist that's what she called him, I didn't believe her most times, but others I do believe her, well it depends on the day. I wanted to believe that my dad loved me, that he didn't want to leave me but he never came back, he hates me, I knew he does, no one likes me. I know everyone get classified, my mother was a submissive although she paid too much money for her ID to be changed to dominant, a dominant is allowed to live alone but not a submissive. Crazy law but it's the law, in the last month, I wasn't allow

Mouse POV.My father died, I cried, I haven't cried in so long, I think I cried the day my real parents died, and now I cried that my second dad died. I grew up in fairies land, most of them are hippies, or that what they want you to think. Most of us are warriors, but I wasn't like that although my biological dad tried to make me into one, I couldn't. I turned out to be a hacker, I love technology, I love anything related to that, mom always stood with me, she said I can be whatever I wanna be. My parents died when I was a bit older, I wasn't an adult yet, just hardly reaching my eighty-year-old, they died protecting me. My dad didn't have many enemies but us supernatural, we fight among ourselves more than we like to show. A werewolf killed my family, I hate them all, called them animals, dogs filled with flees! Well, that's how I and Adam met, we were both the same age, both orphans, living on the street almost killing each other. We didn't kill each others, we became friends, w

Mia POV.They weren't joking about school, they had me enrolled right away, they probably wanted to get rid of me, all three of my brothers have to work. No one can stay back and babysit me, they got me clothes, they gave me food, they let me stay in.Momma was never going back, Mouse said she got a new home for herself, she just left me back and left, that sucked, but she was a bad mother to begin with. This morning, I got out of bed, got dressed in my new clothes, jeans, and hoodie, Mouse said he's not sure what to get me so he went with a safe bet. "Do you know what your classification is pup?" Adam asks me, I shake my head no. "Verbal please" They were trying to get me to talk more, I wasn't used to that, I got punished when I talk. "No I don't know...sir" I add scared of him. "I'm your brother, not your sir puppy," he says making me blush, the way he calls me puppy, it makes me blush. "Look at that blush, maybe she'll end up being a puppy" Mouse says making me blush again, t