~ Raven's POV ~Jansen, with a serious expression, gestured to the elevator and led her to a new destination. As they rode the elevator, Jansen remained tight-lipped, leaving her with a head full of questions. She couldn't help but wonder where they were heading, as the floor number was not displayed on the elevator. They proceeded down a quiet hallway, each step taken in complete silence. Her mind raced with inquiries, including why Jansen was being so cryptic and where they could possibly be going.Within a matter of minutes, they reached another set of doors. Jansen stepped forward and placed his hand on a security panel beside the door, and the entrance immediately opened. The level of security that they had encountered was astonishing, with numerous locked doors they had to pass through. Jansen's security clearance seemed to be endless, making her contemplate Nolan's prior statement. It made her wonder if what Nolan had said earlier was actually true. They had too many security

~ Reagan's POV~“ I was chasing a lead when I stumbled into them. It looked recent, probably happened last night. There are more too, down I trail, I couldn’t bear it so I asked the other sentinels to follow it… they reported back… more than twenty victims were found in a reservoir tank, death… “ Arin told him.“Oh my goodness… vampires did it?” he asked, his voice trembling with shock and disbelief.Arin, still visibly shaken, nodded his head slowly in confirmation. "Yes, they are bringing in the bodies as we speak," he managed to say, his words catching in his throat. The magnitude of the situation weighed heavily on him, leaving him struggling for words.Reagan, understanding the depth of Arin's distress, gazed at him with empathy, stepping closer and gently placing Arin's head on his shoulder. In moments like these, Reagan was reminded that Arin, despite his outward appearance of strength and bravery, possessed a tender heart akin to that of Lumiére. It was this shared vulnerabilit

~ Raven's POV~Raven’s phone binged as she stepped out of the café that afternoon. Her secretary had texted her that the class she had that afternoon had been cancelled by the department. She didn’t know why, but for some reason, she was grateful. She wanted to just go home and rest, sleep, something she had been doing for days and can’t get enough.She took a cab back home, instead of walking and when she got home, she took a hot shower. Her phone beeped again when she was dressing up. She had been waiting for the tone since last night.Raven rushed over to her bed and grabbed her phone. It was a message from Lumiére and she didn’t hesitate to open it and read.She read it out loud after being confused by the request, “ Can I come in?”. Raven frowned, come in where?.She quickly typed a message back to him asking him where he was. Maybe it had been a mistake or his messages got mixed up, but the next message showed that it was not a mistake.“ At your door…” she read.Raven st

~ Reagan's POV~There is a famous saying that goes, "Where there's smoke, there's fire." It means that if there are signs or indications that something is wrong, there is probably a bigger problem at hand. Reagan had a feeling that something was off as soon as he entered Lumiére's office. Because First, Lumiére was known for being an organized person, but his office was a complete mess. Papers were scattered everywhere, books were haphazardly stacked, and it seemed like chaos had taken over. Second, the High Lord, who usually occupied the office, was nowhere to be found, and even the secretary had no idea of his whereabouts.Reagan couldn't help but be curious. He turned to Middleton and asked, "Do you have any idea where Lumiére might be? Not even a hint?".Middleton, who had been working outside the office, shook his head in response. "No sir... I was busy with some tasks outside, and I didn't even notice when he left." He explained.Reagan was taken aback by this revelation. He r

~ Raven's POV~"Up… could you please help me go upstairs?" Lumiére said, struggling to rise to his feet.Raven swiftly stood up and lent him a hand, supporting him as he tried to regain his balance. Together, they slowly made their way towards the bottom of the stairs. However, he gently pushed her away, not because he was angry—she could see it in his eyes."Please go… Find out who that person is... I'll manage," he assured her with a slight nod.She felt hesitant at first, not wanting to abandon him in his current condition. But he mustered a reassuring smile and urged her to go. Although she still couldn't grasp what was happening to him, she could sense his determination to push his way through whatever was happened to him."Just so you know, my room is the first one on the right," she informed him, as a sudden surge of emotion compelled her to give him a brief kiss on the lips. For some reason, she felt like this was the last time she was going to see him.Then she reluctantly re