Ella's P.O.V."Thank you." I took the steaming mug from Daniel before he sat down at the table in front of me."What are you doing up so early?" He asked."I'm a morning person."He scowled."No thanks."I faked a smile as I took a sip of my coffee. I couldn't tell him I hadn't slept. My bed would have fit four ofme comfortably. It was so large that it swallowed me up. It was cold and empty.Because I couldn't sleep, I had been up most of the night catching up on the schoolwork I had missed. I was also contemplating over the hundreds of sheets of paper I had combed through in Cain's office. I was beginning to lose confidence in the fact that we would find my grandfather."Why are you up so early?" I asked him, trying to distract myself from the pit my thoughts were dragging me into."I have to be for work," he explained, yawning."It's only seven o'clock." I said. "It's not so bad.""I hate it," he groaned."You don't like your job?"Daniel scoffed."I like this job only marginally
Narrative P.O.V."She's his mate." Priya's eyes widened."You can't say anything,'' Jai said firmly. "Not to anyone, not even her. Myself, Daniel and Cain are the only ones who know.""How can she not know she is his mate?" Priya asked incredulously. Jai pursed his lips."She's a human."Priya sucked in a deep breath and shook her head."How are you planning on dealing with that?""I don't need you to tell me this is a complicated situation," he said. "I just need you to go in there, do whatever she asks you to do, and not say a word about who you are, who we are, or what we do.""Great," Priya said sarcastically. "So that narrows down my topic of conversation to the weather.""Don't get sassy with me," Jai said.Priya rolled her eyes. "Where is she now?" She asked."She's in Cain's office."Ella's P.O.V.I heard the door open at the bottom of the stairs.I looked up from the file folder in my hands to see a girl walk up the stairs into Cain's office.She was of Indian descent with
"Well, that's just fantastic."Jai's words dripped with sarcasm as I delivered the news. Cain's reaction to the news was to remain completely stone-faced."Does this not creep you out?" I asked him.He said nothing, just stared at me in thought.How could someone still be practicing medicine thirty years postmortem?"How do you know this?" Daniel asked me."I called around and found out all of the missing men had been seen by the same doctor then I called the hospital and the nurse informed me that he had been dead for thirty years."Cain crossed his arms. "Did the nurse happen to mention how he died?" He asked.I shook my head. I probably should have asked her, but I was too shocked by the news to think of anything in that moment."I need to see that certification of death and the M.E's report if there is one," Cain said to Priya.She shook her head "He died thirty years ago," she argued. "Those records won't be online. I'm sure they're in a hospital somewhere, but I can't get you vi
Ella's P.O.V.Daniel and Jai joined Priya and I as we put a plan in place as to how we were going to go about finding this man who was supposedly dead.We sat around the large desk for a few hours deciding where to start and what we were going to look for. The two of them were somewhat annoyed for the remainder of the day and Priya seemed uneasy. I, however, was enthralled.Of course the idea of a man faking his own death or someone stealing a dead man's identity didn't settle well with me, but I knew we were getting closer and closer to the truth. Maybe we would find my grandfather after all. That night, we all ate a quick dinner in Cain's office as we continued to flip through files looking for other leads.Cain was nowhere to be found which I surprised myself by being disappointed about. It was late when I finally returned to my room that night. So late,in fact, that I was actually sleepy and nodded off in the bed, despite how enormous it was.I wasn't sure what time it was when
Narrative P.O.V.Cain stood out in the hallway, his breathing erratic.The fangs in his mouth were extending from his gums and poking his bottom lip. He tried to focus on the smell of disinfectant in the air but the only things his senses had zeroed in on were the scent and sight of her blood.For the first time in his life, he wasn't resisting the vampiric pull to completely drain someone of their blood.The urge he was fighting was not one to kill or satisfy hunger, but to satisfy lustful and prurient desires.It was much stronger than anything he'd felt before.He heard the doctor walking down the hallway and he turned to face away from him."When was the last time?" The doctor asked him as he walked up."I don't know what you mean," Cain remarked."When did you drink last?"Cain closed his eyes tightly as he caught another whiff of her blood on his hands, despite his earlier attempts to scrub it away."Yesterday morning," he answered."You shouldn't be trying to last that long," t
Narrative P.O.V."We don't even know who this guy is," Daniel groaned.The three men had been standing over the dead body of the intruder for quite a while as they formulated a plan of action."Well, we bloody well need to find out." Cain said, crossing his armsJai ran a hand along his jaw. The three cups of coffee he had drank that morning and throughout the day weren't enough to push sleep from his mind.It was two in the morning when he'd been woken up suddenly, and even fifteen hours later, his workday didn't look like it was ending anytime soon."We can run his DNA through the system and see if a match comes back," Daniel suggested."Already on it," Jai said, sighing. "It's going to take time though.""Which is something we don't have," Cain retorted.He walked around the examination table where the body was laying and he grabbed a scalpel. Cain used the end to lift the top lip of the corpse and expose thehalf-extended fangs.Ella had no clue how close to being dead she was wh
Ella's P.O.V.The next five days were some of the most boring I'd ever experienced. When I wasn't sleeping, I was laying on my back, staring up at the ceiling and counting the grain on the wood paneling in theframe on the bed. Breakfast was in my room everyday before I woke up in the morning, lunch was delivered by a boy whose name I didn't know because he wouldn't speak to me, and Cain alwaysbrought dinner at night Sometimes he would drop it off, other times he would stay and chat. It was never for more than a few minutes though.Sometimes he was talkative, other times he was quiet. Cain's definition of talkative, however, was to give more than one word answers when I would ask him questions. Although, he continuously gave vague answers when I asked him about how the search for my grandfather was going.Eventually, I was sick of staring at the ceiling and I abandoned the instructions the doctor had given me and I did homework or would read the books that I had borrowed from my gra
I was laying in bed, staring at the ceiling when I heard the ringing. I rolled over to see Zak's contact picture flashing on the screen of my laptop as he called me. Sitting up, I ran my fingers through my tangled hair, and answered the video call.Waving at him as he answered, I saw his brief smile before it dropped and morphed into a look of concern. It occurred to me as I caught a glimpse of myself in the upper corner of the screen that I had a deep cut and bruise on my face that came with an explanation I didn't want to give.I cringed.Here we go...''What happened to your face?'' He signed fervently. ''Why are you hurt?''''Calm down," I signed back. ''It's just a cut.''He gave me an exasperated look.''How did you get it?''I bit my lip before sighing."I got hit in the face with an iron stick.''Zak closed his eyes and I knew he was probably counting up to ten and back down again.''Who hit you in the face?" He askedI shrugged and he rolled his eyes."Was it an accident?''