45Sophia’s POVSlowly, my eyelids fluttered opened and I winced. Bright light. Bright burning light. It was too much. A groan escaped my lips as I turned around on the hard floor, my nose twitching at the scent of something metallic. Something liquid. I just rolled into it.Slowly my eyes came into focus and I realized what it was. Blood. It was blood.My head began to ache seriously as everything began to rush into me. All the memories. And a gasp escaped from me. I was in my own blood. I was alive, but I was supposed to be dead.How was I alive? This wasn’t supposed to be possible…I was supposed to be dead. Freya killed me. A light sob escaped my lips as my hand flew to my throat, the place where Freya had decided to slot my throat but it was all closed up. My throat wasn’t torn open. There wasn’t any ugly scar there…it was closed. Smooth. Like she hadn’t cut my throat at all.I gulped, my hands running through my hair as I sat on the floor. My eyes was still struggling to adjust.
46Sophia’s POVMy whole body was still, and I was trying to process all that was happening. Ian was standing there, Freya’s heart in his hand while he held my stare. Just about a moment ago I was the one standing under the sun, burning, and then his brother was holding me, keeping me safe in the dark once again.It was hard to understand. Hard to process. How was I supposed to process this anyways? How was I supposed to process the fact that I was now one of them? I was now a creature of the night? And that Ian had just ended someone’s life…because of me?“How long have you been here?” He asked, his voice cold and detached as he dropped her heart on her lifeless body and took a step closer to me. I gulped and took a step back but collided straight into Jacob’s rock-like body. My brain was still trying to process all that was happening, and it was doing a very bad job at it.Ian’s eyes dropped to where Jacob and I’s body was touching each other and he clenched his jaw. That was when I
47Jenny’s POVI paced around Ian’s home, staring at the clock in annoyance and counting the hours in which they had been gone. It’s almost twelve hours and they still aren’t back yet. I couldn’t bring myself to remain calm because all I could think of was if Sophia had been harmed.If she was…dead. It hurt me to think like that but I didn’t have the choice but to think like that. Whether I liked it or not, I had to prepare my mind for all the bad news that could come with their return. She could be dead. Something terrible must have happened to her. I just hoped it wasn’t the case but now I couldn’t get that out of my head.And in the same way, I couldn’t get what Ian had told me out of my head. They were vampires. He was the king of their realm. King of their realm! That felt so surreal. I didn’t know what to believe and what not to. And I knew I wouldn’t have believed a word from him if he didn’t show me himself.If his brother and those guys hadn’t moved in that inhumane speed whi
48Ian’s POVThe last twenty – four hours had been terrible for me. From me having to tell Jenny what we really are, to finding Sophia burning in the sun, to me killing Freya. The realm was In chaos. That was certain. And that wasn’t what I needed at the moment.All I wanted was to try and help Sophia adjust to this new lifestyle but right now I had to leave her alone to settle matters with Jacob and talk to Mike.I could tell that she was having a very hard time adjusting to her new life as a vampire and I couldn’t blame her. She was turned barely twenty four hours of her finding out that people like me were in existence. She didn’t even understand what Vampires were like, and then Freya changed her into one.I’m guessing part of the fault was from me. I was the one who mixed my blood with the tea I had given her to drink but at the same time I was grateful I did that because if I didn’t then she’d be dead by now. Really dead. Gone. I wouldn’t see her again. I wouldn’t get to tell he
49Sophia’s POVI was waiting. Waiting for my skin to burn. Waiting for me to catch fire. Waiting for me to turn to ashes. I was just waiting. But it didn’t seem like that was going to happen.I’ve been sitting here for hours and it hasn’t happened anyways. But it didn’t mean it still couldn’t happen. I knew it could. Lyanna could probably reverse the spell and just kill me.I wanted it to happen anyways. Because I couldn’t face Jenny. I couldn’t handle being in front of Jenny without thinking of how I was going to rip her throat out.It wasn’t just her. I had almost attacked Lyanna earlier too. When she was trying to start a conversation with me. I was barely able to hold myself back and I doubted I’d be able to hold myself back when it came to Jenny.I ran my hands through my hair in frustration and sighed, rubbing my face.I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t know what to do or what to say. I was very confused. I couldn’t focus on one thing. Not with all this noise. It was too lou
50Jenny’s POVI was tired of being in Ian’s house 24/7. It was boring. And bring locked up in a house was not something I was very used to. I didn’t like staying here. Not at all.I dressed up in the tightest dress of mine I could find and combed my hair, letting it down then wore my heels and took my phone. I walked down the stairs and halted when I saw Ian sitting there.“Has Sophie spoken to you?” He asked without even looking up from his laptop.“Not yet,” I replied slowly and he just nodded stiffly. I acted casual and continued walking to the door when he finally raised his head and assessed me from head to toe.“You can’t leave the house, sorry,” he said to me flatly in a tone that indicated it would be wise to not argue with him. But I wasn’t ready to let him boss me around.“Yes, I can. And I am,” I answered flatly, narrowing my eyes at him.“You can’t,” he deadpanned.“And why is that?” I demanded.“The people who were trying to kill Sophie might be trying to kill you too. A
Chapter 51. Jenny’s POV. I was starting my day with regrets. That wasn’t how I was planning to start my day but my bad decisions had finally caught up to me. The blanket that had covered my brain yesterday had been lifted and now I was left to deal with the consequences of my actions. I was sore. Very sore. And I couldn’t get the fact that it was Jacob who made me this sore out of my head. I had given him my consent to fuck me. To fuck me as hard as he did last night and now I was bearing the consequences of my actions. I pushed myself up so I was sitting on the bed, my back resting on the headboard whole I looked around the room. He wasn’t anywhere here. The bathroom door was opened and he wasn’t in there. It only meant one thing, that he had left me after he fucked me into oblivion last night. I bit my lips, my eyes narrowing as I tried to hold back a curse for him. Who did he think he was to just leave me like that after he fucked me? I didn’t know why it hurt as much as i
1Sophia’s POV.I bit my lip hard as I walked down the stairs, my heart beating hard in my chest. I feared my parents could already hear how hard my heart was beating from the kitchen. I couldn’t believe I was about to do this. I mean, I shouldn’t be doing this but it wasn’t like I could tell them the truth about where I was really going to. I could hear my siblings, Sarah and Simon, bickering in the kitchen. This was just a typical Friday evening in our house. Sarah and Simon were back from school early and that was why they had the energy to start bickering right now.I wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans and quickly tied my hair into a bun as I approached the kitchen. I was supposed to be using an hair bonnet right now. It was one of the rules of our kitchen but right now, mom will pardon me as far as my hair was tied.“Good evening Mom,” I greeted. “Good evening dad. You’re back early,” I said as I smiled at him. I knew exactly when he came back. I had been staring out of my window