The sound of a pair of footsteps interrupted my brief reverie. Alice walked past me without looking back and went straight into Nick's room. She had changed the dress she was wearing before with the black t-shirt and jeans she usually wore. One of her hands carried a small suitcase which I felt was filled with fresh blood. Other footsteps could be heard following, I don't need to guess who it was because I just met them a few hours ago.Lancaster sat on the same sofa as me without saying hello, he was still wearing the same clothes. It's just that from his expression at this time it seemed he didn't want to be here. I leaned my back on the couch and turned to him, "What are you doing here?"Lancaster sighed before looking back at me with his green eyes that looked bored, "Waiting for Alice ... So this is your house?""Erik, what is he doing here?" I asked, turning to him."Mr. Lancaster is in Alice's protection." His reply was short, as if his answer explained everything."I thought y
(POV - Alayna Morrel)Helsinki, FinlandSnow has covered this town since I first came a few weeks ago. I've never seen this much snow in my life in San Francisco. The dew covered the kitchen window that overlooked the backyard of the house I lived in while in Finland. Ice framed the edges of the window panes until they looked hazy.I poured a glass of water and then took five blue tablets and drank them. As I have done the last few weeks, this morning I'm going to visit a large lake that's starting to freeze not far from where I live. I took the thick wool jacket and green parka that hung near the entrance and put it on, I think today's temperature was minus eight degrees Celsius. Much colder than yesterday.Maybe it's just me who likes walking in the snow in this temperature. Although curling up between warm blankets is also pleasant, it is not as pleasant as feeling the cold wind hitting your face until it freezes.Like this morning, the icy wind pierced my face as I stepped out of
I hate this place.Snow' ,., show everywhere as far as my eyes could see, and the atmosphere was so cold. I shuddered looking at the layer of ice that stuck to my bedroom window, not wanting to get out of the thick blanket that wrapped my body this morning. Damn Lancaster, couldn't he have chosen a warmer country? 1 dragged my feet to get off the bed and then cursed when they hit the cold floor.It's only been three days in this place and I already want to kill someone, I thought as I walked to the small kitchen in the house I rented to make the hottest coffee. I can still feel the fatigue and stress when Ella gave birth a few days ago, plus the jet lag, and now the feeling of frustration ... because it seems like in this place Lana doesn't wake up like a normal person in general.Doesn't she know that Bam in Helsinki is the same as dam in San Francisco? Even the sky here was still very dark. I don't know what's in Lana's head that she has to valt that damn lake every morning, Not much
(POV - Alayna Morrel)Am ! dead?But I can still feel pain all over my body, and I'm sure I'm in bed by now.Am I In the hospital? I try to open my heavy eyes, only blurry shadows and black spots are visible. I blinked my eyes to see more clearly but the bright light made me have to close them again.The pain and nausea was so Intense that It made me want to chie quickly, even my throat hurt when I tried to swallow. Slowly all my senses started to wake up accompanied by pain in my head. I could faintly hear the sound of a dog barking in the distance which slowly accompanied me back into sleepWhen I woke up again the sun was already setting, and I was sure I wasn't dead because I was in a room that felt familiar. This place is similar to the room in the house I rented before, only different in the arrangement of the furniture. Even though the pain in my head still hurts but It's not as bad as before, I pulled the thick blanket that wrapped my body and got out of bed. One thing I notic
Across the damn lake?But I didn't feel the presence of anyone other than a few humans when I was stalking Lana. I haven't seen a single Volder since arriving in Finland, which is odd now that I think about it. Normally, I would at least meet Volder living here or detect their presence.Did they know about my arrival long before I got to Helsinki? But it seems impossible."He has a wound on his face." said Lana suddenly."Wound?" I repeated, "What's the wound like?""Like a scratch that extends from his forehead to his jaw ... Do you recognize him?"My body stiffened as I heard the description. Oh, yeah ... I really know him. Lana saw my expression for a moment before turning pale, "We better go now, give me 15 minutes."Before Lana went to pack her things I grabbed her hand to hold her. "They're already here, Lana." "It's only 20 minutes to the airport, maybe we can-""Lana ... I can't run. They've been here since I came ... maybe even before I came. The thought of Lana being around
I stopped my steps at the edge of the frozen lake and took a deep breath, "CARLEON! DO YOU MISS ME?" My scream broke the silence of the previous night. They've been watching me since earlier so there's no point in playing cat and mouse anymore, right?I waited in silence for a few minutes while smiling at the dark forest surrounding the lake." Still as vulgar as before . " A voice I haven't heard in a long time said"Ah...your ugly face is still the same as before. Don't you know that plastic surgery is very advanced now?" I replied in a cheerful tone. One corner of his mouth twitched downwards. A long scar ran down Carleon's face from the tip of his left eye brow to his jaw. He looked like the Russian Chucky doll ...That scar was the best work I had done during my time as Volder.So I'm not surprised that He really, really hates me ."Given your current situation, I wouldn't open my mouth too wide if I were you." He was standing 10 meters from me wearing a long velvet coat of navy
It was still very dark outside when we reached the gates of the Mikhailovsky castle. The clock on the dashboard of the limousine said it was two in the morning and minus four degrees Celsius. Snow piled neatly on the side of the road that led to the main castle building and on the trees that surrounded the garden.This place is very large, even the entrance takes five minutes by car. If I'm not mistaken it's almost as big as Buckingham Palace in England. Mikhailovsky Castle has several small buildings, one of which is open as a museum and one very large main building.Silence enveloped until finally the limousine stopped on one side of the main building. Not a single person, human or Volder, was in the vicinity of the main building. I only saw a Volder guarding the outer gate, after that this place is like a haunted building with no residents.We got out of the limousine, one of them went ahead, followed by three Volders to my right and left while the rest behind me. The prisoner guar
Vlad stopped behind my back so I couldn't see the response on his face, "Do you know where Dostov is?" He speaks softly."And I think I can get him back. Isn't that what you want, Vlad? A successor to your clan?" I asked before turning to face him. Before I could look at him, my body was slammed into the thick carpet beneath me, Vlad pressed my chest just above my heart with one of his hands. The air in my lungs was blown out of my mouth by the sudden push .Vlad curled up on top of me, a sadistic grin on his face. Terror rushed into my mind as I saw his two long fangs aim at my face."Where is Dostov?" His voice turned deeper and deeper and the little blue veins stretched across his face. This is the true form of the Vlad I knew seventy years ago ... He's a monster.'Where?" he repeated along with the pressure of his hands that began to hurt my ribs ."San Francisco." I answered with difficulty because the pressure of his hand on my chest made it hard to breathe."Is he still trying