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
When I got to the cottage, the pungent smell of blood made my legs feel shaky. But when I smelled the air around the cottage for the second time I realized that the smell of blood wasn't just Lana's. I opened my cottage door and ran to every room looking for Lana, but all I found was the body of the cottage owner in one of the guest rooms.'Lana!" I called , even though I knew it was in vain. Momentary frustration makes me want to scream but my eyes fixate on the cottage Lana rents across from mine. Without wasting any more time I ran against time because every second that passed was precious for Lana. The more I delay giving her my blood, the more painful the transition will be.The first room I looked for was her room. My steps stopped when my eyes fixed on Lana lying in the middle of her bed. A thick blanket covered her body up to her chin, she looked like she was asleep if it wasn't for her very pale face."No ... Lana ... " My fingers trembled as I pulled the blanket, I thought I
(1 month later)"Greg, stop it ... "I couldn't hold back the laughter that came out of my mouth ."Greg! ""What is it?" Ella's head popped out from behind our bedroom door. "Oh my god Lana ... are you married to an 11 year old?"My laugh faded into a frown at Ella's words. "I'm just trying to help!"She took the hairdryer from my hand and started to tidy up Lana's hair which was so big ... my work.Still with a sullen face I stood by Lana's side until Ella pushed me away because apparently standing near Lana was interfering with her work."Shouldn't you be getting ready too?" asked Ella irritably. "Nick is getting ready, why don't you join him?""I just need to change my clothes, after all the event is still one hour away." I replied with the same annoyance.Lately Ella always looks annoyed when she sees me, Lana says she's a little jealous because now wherever Lana goes I always follow her, there's almost no time for Ella and Lana alone.Geez, who actually married Lana? Me or Ella?
Today we were supposed to use the meeting room on the eighth floor but the other divisions were using it too so we moved to the second floor.The nice weather outside makes me want to take Lana out to lunch, but Lana can't really digest plain food yet. She still relies on eighty percent of my blood.At first I was worried because some cases of Leech's transition required Volder's blood to change her, but Lana has survived this long on my blood alone.Like Ella's case, which ended up needing Alice's and Alastair's blood at the same time. I don't want to imagine Lana sucking Carleon's blood and her ugly face smiling smugly at me because Lana needs it.The next case, the murder of a young executive in the district..."I half didn't listen to the explanation of the staff who recapitulated all the major cases that had just been handled this month.Across this building, three SUVs stopped side by side and then several people in black shirts got out of it.Looks like someone important is visi
"The children?" I replied after turning to face him.'Elliot and Rosie." he explained with an innocent expression."Careful, Dostov. Nick will kill you if he hears about it."Dostov raised a hand and pointed at himself. "But I'm Elliot and Rosie's legal guardian ... You could say they're my kids too, right?"For a few seconds I just stared at him with a confused look. "Legal guardian?" I repeated, hoping I hadn't heard wrong. "Does Nick know?"Dostov nodded once . "I asked for it myself , and Nicholas said yes. Didn't he?"Nick must be crazy ... I thought, still in disbelief."How are Elliot and Rosie? Too bad Nick won't let me see them at all."His question made me furrow my brows suspiciously. "Why are you so interested in Nick's kids?"This time Dostov smiled mysteriously. "Because I'm their guardian?""Dostov ... " I whispered threateningly, "I swear, if you dare to touch my nephew I will come myself and smother your face in a pillow while you sleep."I can't threaten to kill him