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“One is on their way.” Nolan nodded; his face hard as he looked down at Sean. “The Doctor’s at the hospital will be quite busy, so I called for my personal Doctor.”
“The patrol teams.” I choked, my heartrate speeding as I remembered the fight occurring around our town.
“WhenTristan vanished, the rest of the Vampire’s retreated.” Nolan grimaced, his tone filled with fury as he spoke Tristan’s name. Even with the horrendous scarlet mark on my skin, my stomach turned sour at the sound of Tristan’s name.
We remained with my Grandma and Dad until Nolan’s personal Doctor arrived. Only when I was sure
Sean would survive, did we finally leave the house.
As guilty as I felt over Sean’s injury and Breyona’s loss, my mind was overflowing with questions and sick realizations.
My Father had used the shadows to save Tristan, which meant a price was to be paid. What had my
Father paid for Tristan’s escape?
Alpha Nolan and I got back into the car we left on the side of the road. Some of his men had already arrived, removing the bodies and blood from the road. Nolan had told me Alpha Zeke fought on the northern side of town, mowing down Vampire’s as fast as he could. Zeke had brought Bran with him, who k****d the Vampire’s with equal ferocity. Luna Freya had remained at the packhouse, but sent her men to aid in the fight.
The silence in the car allowed me too much time to think.
Either Brittany had been wrong, or she had planned for Nolan to move all of his men to the southern side, taking her warning as truth. While I was still suspicious, I still believed Brittany deserved a chance to clear her name.
The scent of drying blood set my teeth on edge as I allowed my fingers to graze my creamy skin.
Beneath the thick layer of dried blood, my stomach was smooth and without injury.
‘Where is the wound, Daisy?’ Nolan had asked as the fighting finished and Giovanni was healed.
Maya had recoiled from the thought, from the same realization I had but it would change nothing. Even
Maya couldn’t deny what had happened.
Turning my head from Alpha Nolan’s gaze, I ran my tongue over the dried Vampire blood on my lip and trembled at the taste. The Vampire had been half-human. I knew that, because as the blood hit my tastebuds, strength and bliss shocked my nerve endings. I had been stunned into silence as the blood brought strength to my weary body, the wound in my stomach sewing itself back together.
Most of the drive home I had been mulling over the price my father paid for Tristan’s escape, and why he would agree to such a thing in the first place. What was so important about Tristan?
While questions swam in my head, battering against my skull until a dull ache formed, only one of my questions was answered.
Situated in front of the packhouse, with her back against the door sat a girl I had thought about only a handful of times. Our only interaction had been before I knew the truth, when the Vampires were sneaking onto our land.
Jessie was positioned against the front door, her legs stretched out as though she were waiting for someone.
Only she wasn’t waiting. Her eyes were wide in fear, staring off into the distance. Her small hands were clutching her neck, and through them I could see the thick jagged line that nearly severed her head from her body.
Just like with Adrienne, there wasn’t a drop of Jessie’s blood on the ground.
Alpha Nolan mind-linked his Beta, and the two of us waited by Jessie’s body until he showed. With Jessie’s lifeless face lingering in my mind, Nolan turned to face me. His honey eyes were hard as they regarded me, stress and exhaustion hidden beneath the surface.
“The Vampire King used her as payment, didn’t he?” Nolan asked, recognizing the pattern of d***h.
“It seems he did.” I frowned, my eyes lingering on the spot Jessie had once sat.
‘This isn’t your fault, Daisy.’ Maya murmured, ‘You aren’t responsible for everyone.’
I wasn’t sure she knew about her heritage, and I never had the chance to explain. I had long stopped trying to understand the shadows and why they demand such payments, but I couldn’t see the point in k*****g another half-blood. Jessie was just a child, born into a world where species are at war, and collateral damage is high.
“Why?” Nolan grimaced, anger flaring in his dark eyes.
“She was like me.” I stated simply, turning my face away as his intense eyes searched for my own. “Not the same blood-line, but she was a half-blood.”
“How long have you known this?” Nolan asked, his voice dark.
“Not long.” I shook my head, “I met her when the attacks were happening. We could both smell the
Vampire’sthough neither of us knew where the scent was coming from.”
“And this is an indication of her species?” Nolan asked, his voice taking on an impatient tone.
I brushed the anger in his voice off, knowing we both endured a very long night. I wondered if either of us would manage to achieve any sleep. With my birthday two days away and a war between species looming over my head, I needed all the sleep I could manage.
“You can’t tell Breyona any of this.” I sighed, knowing her Mom would k**l the two of us if she found out we read her private collection of books. “Breyona’s Mom has a secret stash of books. We broke into her safe and read them. According to the books, Vampire’s scents are nearly undetectable. The scent is undetectable, unless you’re a Vampire.”
“Undetectable?” Nolan questioned; his eyes were captivated as I continued speaking.
“They smell sweetlike, really sweet.” I grimaced as the smell ebbed to the front of my memory. “Jessie could smell them too.”
“Then, I suppose the shadows asked for the life of a half-blood.” Nolan frowned, “Though he hadn’t k****d her himself.”
“Maybe the shadows have a preference.” I shrugged, though a nagging feeling remained in my gut. “I’m no closer to figuring them out than I was a month ago.”
“I’m not sure I want you to figure them out.” Nolan murmured to himself, each of us sharing a look of uncertain concern.
“We need to talk to Brittany, don’t we?” I sighed, knowing this night wasn’t through yet.
“We do.” Nolan nodded, “Though I would prefer to speak with her sooner rather than later.”
“I know.” I frowned, “I think I should speak with Scott.
“Even locked in a cell, I cannot stand the thought of him under the same roof as you.” Nolan growled lowly, exhaling sharply as we entered the house.
Alpha Bran had made it back to the packhouse before us, and was slumped on the living room couch.
A thin trail of blood ran the length of his face, along with a b****y wound on his arm. The pristine couch in the living room was flecked with blood, but neither Alpha seemed to care.
“One of the fking vermin bit me.” Alpha Bran snapped, holding his arm up to showcase the b****y wound. “Bit me like I’m a fking sausage.”
“Did you make him regret it?” I found myself asking, a dry smile on my face as I looked at the Alpha I had once beat.
“I did, my dear.” Alpha Bran returned my grim smile with one of his own. “His remains are scattered throughout the forest.”
“And what of Alpha Zeke?” Nolan questioned, his eyes flashing at Bran with annoyance.
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