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Ian’s POV

The 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