"Soulmates? Really?"I couldn't help but laugh at Cain's ridiculous statement."I'm being serious," he said, remaining straight-faced.I shook my head."It's a little bold to say that to someone you've only known for a few weeks," I said, trying not to smile."I knew when I met you, Ella."I sighed. "When I told you I thought we were more than friends, soulmates wasn't exactly the first thing that came to mind. I think maybe we should do dinner first or something," I said honestly.I could've sworn he rolled his eyes as he pushed himself away from the desk.Cain walked over to one of the many bookshelves that lined his office and picked a book off the top shelf before opening it and flipping through it.After finding the page he'd been looking for, he walked over to me."Read this," he said, handing me the book.I looked at him warily before sitting down in the chair across from his desk. I began to read the passage he'd pointed to. During the time when Lycanthropes were being hunted

My heart was pounding.The doctor nervously shifted the clipboard in his hands as his eyes glanced from myself to Cain."Well?" I asked, my voice shaky."Ms. Schulz, as we suspected, you're not entirely human.'’The pounding in my chest came to a screeching halt. I began to take deep breaths, immediately feeling light-headed.There was something about hearing him say it that made me sick to much stomach."What do you mean?" I asked as I tried to catch my breath."You have the Lycan gene," the doctor said.I shook my head slowly, rejecting the idea."There is no way," I said.Cain stood from his chair and took the clipboard from the doctor. He examined the contents of the piece of paper with an intense look on his face."Can I read it?" I asked him.I felt my heart in my throat as Cain handed me the clipboard.I grabbed it from him with shaking hands.As I read over the various numbers and data lines, I realized very quickly that I hardly understood any of it."What does any of this me

Ella's P.O.V.I sat on the floor in my room, all of the documents we had acquired in the past few weeks spread out around me. The only thing I didn't have was the duffle bag full of files on the doctor that Daniel and Jai had gotten in Frankfurt.Those were in Cain's office.I was still angry with him, even though it had been several hours since the revelation of my grandfather's Lycanthrope heritage that he had passed down to me. While this theory had yet to be officially confirmed, I gathered from several pieces of information that he was indeed a Lycanthrope.For starters, the book I found in his attic on Lycanthropy was a neon sign that flashed in my face. If I was being honest, I felt like an idiot for not noticing it sooner. After a careful review of his medical records, I could see now that there were indicators of Lycanthropy all along. His white blood cell count, for one, was incredibly high, especially for a man of his age. Not to mention that he was nearly seventy years old

Ella's P.O.V.I woke up in the very early morning, before the sun had climbed over the mountains and chased the moon and stars away.I lay in bed for a few moments before I got up to shower. Changing into fresh clothes after I had done so, I walked back.out into the bedroom to see that the sun had just begun to rise.I narrowly avoided the documents that still covered the floor as I walked around them to exit the bedroom.Walking around the castle that hadn't yet been touched by the earliest rays of sunlight, I found myself wandering to Cain'soffice. I knew he was likely there, but that didn't deter my feet from moving in that direction. I made it to the office door, up the staircase, and eventually found myself staring into the inky blackness of his office."Are you up here?" I asked gently, my voice ringing loudly in my ears."Yes," his deep voice replied, coming from the dark abyss in front of me.A few moments went by."Can I turn on a light?" I asked. "I can't see you."After h

"Ella.."I looked up from the soup that was on the table in front of me to see Daniel staring at me intently as he hovered over his own bowl."Why are you not eating?" He asked.I looked down at the untouched bowl in front of me that was no longer steaming and the clean spoon that laid next to it."I guess I'm not hungry," I told him.He sighed, dipping his spoon back into his own bowl"What's wrong?" He asked, giving me his full attention.I looked around us at our audience, the busy kitchen where the chef and a few others were bustling their way around to prepare dinner for everyone else."Listen," Daniel said, "I understand that you're having a hard time.."My head snapped back to face him and I leveled a glare."You understand? “I asked him. "You understand what it's like to be exposed to another dimension of reality that goes against every presuppositional belief you hold? You understand what it's like to find out that you have a predetermined soulmate, the likes of whom childre