I turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around myself. I dried off and slipped on my yellow panties and bra before putting the towel in the hamper and walking out of the bathroom. I stopped in my tracks when I saw Jarren sitting on the window seat. I paused for a moment before opening my top drawer. I pulled out some shorts and a tank top and slipped them on quickly. He didn’t say anything. I walked over and sat on my bed slowly. It was silent for what felt like hours.“What do you want?” I finally asked softly.“To talk to you.” He stood up and took something out of his pocket. He took a step toward me, held out the little bottle, and gave it to me. “Just hear me out. If you think that I’ll hurt you, just use this.”      &nb

 The cabin was about two and a half hours out. The sun had begun to set by the time we got there. I got out of the car and opened the trunk, pulling out my suitcase and Jillie’s while Mason grabbed his and Alyx’s luggage. I led the way to the front door and opened it, flipping on the light once inside the house. The girls looked around in awe. Mason had been here before.“Come on, babe. Let’s put our bags up,” Mason told Alyx. She nodded and followed him down the hall.“This is beautiful,” Jillie said, still looking around. She resembled a child in a toy store.I chuckled. “Let’s go put these bags up.”           I led the way down the hall and stopped at the first room. Walking inside, I flipped the light switch. I walked over to the closet and sat my luggage down. I turned around and saw Jillie lying back on the bed.“Come on.”“Where are w

Jillie’s POV “I promise to love you every moment of my existence. Happy Valentine’s Day.” He opened the box, and I gasped, bringing my hand to my mouth.           Inside the box was a beautiful ring. It was twisted and intertwined together. On the twisted bands, it had: Jillie, Jarren, For Ever. I was shocked when I noticed the words were shimmering. How was that possible?“It’s a vampire thing,” he replied to my silent question.“Jarren, this is so beautiful,” I whispered. “Well, I was hoping to get something as beautiful as you, but I couldn’t find anything, so I settled for

Jillie’s POV              I watched as he trailed off and grew silent. I waited on him to continue, but he didn’t. Seconds went by, and then minutes. It was like he was in a trance. He seemed to be watching the scene take place. “Jarren,” I said softly, but it was enough to snap him out of it. He looked at me. “What happened next?” He took a deep breath. “That’s just it, Jillie. I’m not sure. All I know is that when I woke up the next morning, Annabelle was dead.” I gasped. “Did you……?” I trialed off. “Kill her? I thought I didn’t; I knew I couldn’t have. I would never have done that to Carson, we were best friends, but my scent was the only on

Jillie's POV “I met my husband Demetri when I was about eighteen. In the time I’d grown up in, I’d been a woman for about two years. It was customary for fathers to pick their daughter’s husbands. Well, like most young women of that era, I didn’t object or refuse when my father told me that I was to marry Gordon Peterson. He was the son of a wealthy banker. Even though I knew Gordon was a terribly spoiled brat, and he was quite a little snot,” she said, chuckling. “Anyway, I held my contentment in. It was disrespectful to object to your father’s wishes. A few weeks went by, and I was completely miserable. I’d always loved the moonlight, so I went for a walk one night. I’d made it to the end of the street, and I saw him just under the street lantern. It was the first time I’d ever laid eyes on Demetri.”