"What the fuck!?" Silas is pissed—scratch that, he feels like fucking murdering someone right now. The only thing that feels worse than his anger is the fear that makes his skin crawl. "I've only been gone for a few hours!!"
Bill doesn't say anything. The man hasn't even looked at him throughout the argument, and this only makes Silas more pissed. "I begged you not to do this! I was against this fucking abortion, and yet you went behind my back to do it! Now you have no fucking idea where she is?!" "I am sorry, I should have protected her better," Bill says. The regret and shame are evident in his voice. He hadn't meant to let his guard down. One moment, he was by Kerry's side, and they were about to begin the procedure. The next moment, his vision went blurry, and he had no idea what the fuck happened. When everything cleared up, Kerry was gone. It happened so fast that Bill found it hard to believe. He had searched for her, of course. He had hoped that perhaps she had left on her own, even if the thought was very unlikely. He had surveyed the entire area in his car, but in the end, he had to return home without her. The more people who knew, the better. They needed to find Kerry fast before anything happened. There was something that told him his son might have hidden parts of the story from them. Unless Kerry's pregnancy had given her the ability to teleport or speed walk away, someone else was involved in this. "But I think there is more to the story than you're letting on." "I told you all you needed to know! The rest was none of your fucking business!" "There's something then. Do you not understand that if you had come clean from the very beginning, I would have known what I was facing?! You failed to mention that there was someone else involved in this!" "Kerry asked you to be here, not me! If it was my choice, I would have looked after her myself!" "Of course, because you are so damn understanding! You've been watching her suffer for weeks, and you didn't even think to tell her the truth! You would have rather she died during that damn pregnancy than let her get an abortion. Sometimes I wonder if you are my son! It's hard to think I raised such an inconsiderate, self-loving asshole for a son!!" "Say whatever the fuck you want! You think I give a fuck about what you think?! You had one job to do, and you couldn't do that right!" "That is enough!!" Sera snapped. She had been silent all this while, trying her best to keep her emotions at bay. But the more she listened to her husband and stepson argue, the more frustrated and angry she got. "This isn't the time for this! My daughter is still missing, and I have no idea whether she is fine or not!" "Sweetheart, I am so sorry," Bill edged closer to her and gave her a sympathetic look. "That was very inconsiderate of us," he said. Silas scowled as he took his seat. He ignored his father trying to comfort his wife. He thought about what his father had said. Had he really been ignorant and selfish for wanting her to deliver the baby? It was their child, and he had been confident that Kerry would want the baby as much as he did. He was even willing to do whatever it took to keep her safe. He thought he had it all planned out, but now it seemed that he had been foolish all this time. Perhaps he had read it all wrong; maybe Kerry didn't want the baby after all. She had hinted at it, and he had watched her go through so much pain, yet he had ignored it. In a way, this had been his fault. Kerry wouldn't have had to depend on his father to keep her safe if only he had been a better boyfriend to her. And now Asher had her—the fucking vampire lord who had lived for centuries, and Silas still had no idea what he wanted. Asher was a mystery in his own right. It was said that he had ruled nearly the entire vampire population during the 5th century. Some even speculated that he had been the one to nurture the Forbidden Tree. But it didn't make any sense. Asher was someone who believed that vampires were superior and deserved to be at the very top, so why would he choose to create something that could easily be a vampire's biggest weakness? Until Kerry told him the truth, Silas hadn't even believed that Asher Van Gogh was real, nor had he believed in the Forbidden Tree. But Kerry wouldn't lie, and he had seen enough evidence for himself to believe it. 'What does he want with her?' Out of all the millions of humans out there, why Kerry? Was it because she was a half-blood? If that was the case, shouldn't he have been after Kerry's father instead? The man was physically stronger, and his blood was pure. This whole thing was damn confusing. Silas was worried about his girlfriend, but he knew Asher wouldn't hurt her. If the vampire had wanted her, he would have killed her a long time ago. He had several opportunities to do so. But just because Kerry's life wasn't in danger didn't mean that he wouldn't do anything in his power to get her back. She was pregnant with his child and was constantly in pain; she needed to be cared for, and Silas was afraid that the longer she was held captive, the more her health would be at risk. There was a knock on the door. It was so faint that even Silas hadn't noticed it at first. He turned to see his dad still comforting his stepmother. He must have heard it as well but chose to ignore it. Silas snorted and got up to check who the unwanted visitor was. It was strange that he couldn't pick up the person's scent. It made him cautious. He was almost expecting Asher to be standing there when he opened the door, but instead, he was greeted with the sight of someone unexpected. "You..." The man's brown eyes studied him briefly. "You may call me Seth," he said. "It's good to finally meet you." "I... same..." I took his hand and shook it. It was still hard to believe that Kerry's dad was standing right in front of me. The resemblance between them was so obvious. No wonder I couldn't pick out his scent. A damn angel was standing in front of me, and I didn't know what to make of him. Silas had never felt this small before. It wasn't because this man was probably able to overpower him easily, but because this was the first time he was meeting his father-in-law. And it happened just when he didn't know where the hell the man's daughter was. "Why are you here?" Silas was hoping he didn't know what had happened... "I know what happened." Well, shit. There goes that. "And I believe you won't be able to find her until you understand some things." "Do you know who took her?" "Not on a personal level, but I've heard of him." Seth smiled, though it wasn't one of joy. It looked like he was recalling some unbelievable memories from his past. "May I come in?" Silas hesitated at this point. Of course, he wouldn't have minded letting the man inside, but he thought of his stepmother, who had been abandoned by the man in the past. He wasn't sure if it was a good idea to let them meet. But then again, this was about Kerry's safety, and if Seth had a way to bring her back, then he was sure Sera could look past her past heartbreak and listen. Silas stepped aside and pulled the door wide open. "Of course." Seth walked inside, and Silas led him to the kitchen. For some reason, Silas seemed more anxious about the meeting than the angel himself. When they finally walked into the kitchen, both his father and stepmother were still occupied with each other. They were kissing. Silas thought to himself that this situation felt more awkward than when Sera had walked in on him and Kerry having sex. He had an urge to look back at Seth to see what the man's reaction was, but he didn't want to seem nosy. Silas cleared his throat loudly. The sound was enough to draw the attention of the couple. He saw the moment Sera's eyes trailed from him to the man standing behind him. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed, rising swiftly to her feet and causing her chair to crash to the ground behind her. "Seth?" "Hello, Sera."Sera stares at her ex-husband, the man whom she had given her heart to at one point. There were all sorts of emotions going through her, but the one that simmered under her skin and had her storming forward was rage. Pure rage! She felt like killing the bastard man with her own hands!Silas was quick to put some distance between him and Kerry's father before Sera flung a vase at him. The angel evaded the attack, his eyes wide with disbelief as he watched Sera reach out for something else to throw at him."Sera, please, we don't have time for this.""How dare you! How dare you show up here after all those years!""Sweetheart, please calm down," Bill, who had been stunned, finally reacted. He moved forward to stand by his wife. He looked at Seth with confusion—Bill didn't know what relationship the two of them had, but he'd never seen Sera this angry before. "Let him talk first.""Do you even know who he is?" Sera glared at her husband. Her vision was going blurry as she teared up. Her
Kerry's POVAsher doesn't return, and I doubt he will anytime soon. But his words keep echoing in my head. Something still doesn't make sense. It's hard to believe he would do all this just to get to my daughter."At the end, it's all about you," I say to my daughter with a sad smile on my face. The baby doesn't cry, not since Asher handed her back to me. I would have been worried about this abnormal behavior if she were... well, normal. I worry that she will get hungry very soon, and I have no idea what I’m going to do then. I don't think I can stand feeding her blood; it would freak me the hell out. It was one thing having to drink blood while pregnant, but a completely different case entirely to feed it to my infant child.She looked so human too, except for the unusual crimson eyes. She was a beautiful baby, and there was no doubt she would grow up looking like her father. There would be so many expectations. Asher would come back, no doubt, and he would create more problems for m
The cheerful chatter of the cafeteria is interrupted by a loud female scream. A girl can be seen running out of the large hall with horror written all over her face. The cause of said horror is Carter Miller, who had accidentally spilled his drink on her.Honestly, I don't blame Emily for panicking. This had to be the third time this month that Carter had spilled his blood bag all over her. I was beginning to think he did it on purpose just so he could see her freak out and have a panic attack. He was probably still bitter about Emily breaking up with him after finding out what he was.You see, Carter Miller was one of the few vampires who attended our school. More than half of the school population was made up of what we called supernaturals. These were beings we all thought were nothing more than stories but turned out to exist—and, scarily enough, they blended well with humans to the point where one couldn't tell them apart from us.Half a decade ago, the existence of supernatural
The long school day finally came to an end, and I could go home. "Home" was the word I called it, but it didn't feel like that to me. It was a terrible experience going to a school full of supernaturals, but it was even worse going back to a house filled with them.I wasn't old enough to get my own car, and I had refused my stepfather's offer to get me a driver, so I usually took a taxi to and from school. It was a twenty-minute drive from school to the mansion where I resided, and soon I was already there.I took off my shoes and headed up the stairs. I knew my mom wouldn't be home at this time of day, and my stepfather would probably be at work, which meant it would just be me and Silas. Silas, whom I hoped I wouldn't run into.I slowed my footsteps, hoping to make little noise so as not to attract his attention. Unfortunately for me, vampires had very good hearing, and before I even got to my door, the one next to mine swung open. I was faced with a shirtless Silas."Hey, kiddo, ho
"Here’s your coffee, please come again," I say to a customer in a stiff voice. God, I hated this job.It wasn’t the fact that I had to spend six hours on my feet with only a fifteen-minute break, serving coffee to overly cheerful customers while having to force out a smile each time I addressed them. All that might sound bad, but it was my boss who really got to me.I didn’t even need this job. Both of my parents were against it. But I needed a sense of independence in my life. Today was even more difficult than usual because I was in a sour mood. I felt terrible about what happened last night. I had tried to apologize, but Bill had beaten me to it. Why was he even apologizing when I was the one with the problem? Even my mom kept giving me those sympathetic looks, almost as if she felt guilty for what happened.Silas. Silas wasn’t home when I woke up. Bill had said he went off to a friend’s house earlier that morning, but I had an eerie feeling he was avoiding me. I was such an asshol
A girl sat on one of our counters, her legs parted, while Silas stood between them, kissing her passionately. My heart clenched painfully in my chest. Was it because they were making out in our kitchen, or was there something else entirely?"Silas?" I called. They both broke from their kiss and glanced at me. The girl, looking momentarily surprised by my sudden appearance, quickly flushed with embarrassment. Silas, on the other hand, didn't seem to react much. For the first time, I noticed his eyes didn’t carry the warmth they always did when they met mine. I figured he was still upset about what had happened last night."You can go upstairs first, Tammy. I'll be right there," Silas said. Tammy, the girl, nodded quickly and climbed off the counter, passing me without a word—just a curious glance. She didn’t even bother saying hello, or maybe Silas had asked her not to."Silas, who was that?" I asked, more out of curiosity than anything."A girl I'm seeing," he replied, his tone noncha
Vampires lived far longer than humans. Most were born, but a few were turned. In the past, they were known to live under a single ruler, a ruler whom they feared and obeyed for the continuity of his rule.Their only weakness is silver—not just any kind of silver, though. It had to be melted at a certain temperature and covered in a substance that had gone extinct. In other words, only the government had access to weapons that could end a vampire's life. I almost felt bad that the knife I kept under my pillow was of little use.Even as I read through the pages, I couldn't find anything about vampires being psychic. Apart from having incredible strength, speed, and immortality, they seemed just like any other person. Well, except that they disliked sunlight—but even that was something they were adapting to.Alex closed the book and put it away. Her stomach grumbled slightly, reminding her that she hadn't eaten, but she didn't want to go downstairs either, in fear that she would run into
I run my hands down the red floral dress that clings to my body. The color contrasts sharply with my pale skin, and the form-fitting design highlights my curves. For the first time in a long while, I actually made an effort to look girly—girly, as Emily would put it. Tonight was meant to be my escape, and I was determined to make the most of it.I grab my phone from the bed and head downstairs. I hear the TV in the living room, along with Tammy’s loud voice. I resist the urge to groan. It’s not that I dislike her, but... maybe I don’t like her that much. She’s always at my house, talking endlessly and being obnoxiously loud whenever she and Silas are... together. She’s one of the main reasons I want to get out of here more often.“Silas,” I call, my voice firm. My stepbrother glances over his shoulder at me. His gaze lingers on my body, that familiar hungry look in his eyes that always makes my skin crawl. Why does he always look at me like that?“Where are you off to?” he asks, his v
Kerry's POVAsher doesn't return, and I doubt he will anytime soon. But his words keep echoing in my head. Something still doesn't make sense. It's hard to believe he would do all this just to get to my daughter."At the end, it's all about you," I say to my daughter with a sad smile on my face. The baby doesn't cry, not since Asher handed her back to me. I would have been worried about this abnormal behavior if she were... well, normal. I worry that she will get hungry very soon, and I have no idea what I’m going to do then. I don't think I can stand feeding her blood; it would freak me the hell out. It was one thing having to drink blood while pregnant, but a completely different case entirely to feed it to my infant child.She looked so human too, except for the unusual crimson eyes. She was a beautiful baby, and there was no doubt she would grow up looking like her father. There would be so many expectations. Asher would come back, no doubt, and he would create more problems for m
Sera stares at her ex-husband, the man whom she had given her heart to at one point. There were all sorts of emotions going through her, but the one that simmered under her skin and had her storming forward was rage. Pure rage! She felt like killing the bastard man with her own hands!Silas was quick to put some distance between him and Kerry's father before Sera flung a vase at him. The angel evaded the attack, his eyes wide with disbelief as he watched Sera reach out for something else to throw at him."Sera, please, we don't have time for this.""How dare you! How dare you show up here after all those years!""Sweetheart, please calm down," Bill, who had been stunned, finally reacted. He moved forward to stand by his wife. He looked at Seth with confusion—Bill didn't know what relationship the two of them had, but he'd never seen Sera this angry before. "Let him talk first.""Do you even know who he is?" Sera glared at her husband. Her vision was going blurry as she teared up. Her
"What the fuck!?" Silas is pissed—scratch that, he feels like fucking murdering someone right now. The only thing that feels worse than his anger is the fear that makes his skin crawl. "I've only been gone for a few hours!!"Bill doesn't say anything. The man hasn't even looked at him throughout the argument, and this only makes Silas more pissed. "I begged you not to do this! I was against this fucking abortion, and yet you went behind my back to do it! Now you have no fucking idea where she is?!""I am sorry, I should have protected her better," Bill says. The regret and shame are evident in his voice. He hadn't meant to let his guard down. One moment, he was by Kerry's side, and they were about to begin the procedure. The next moment, his vision went blurry, and he had no idea what the fuck happened. When everything cleared up, Kerry was gone. It happened so fast that Bill found it hard to believe.He had searched for her, of course. He had hoped that perhaps she had left on her ow
" Lay here, please.""This won't take long, will it?""It depends, sweetheart, but I assure you, you will be fine once this is over," the man says. I look over at Bill, who is standing in the corner of the room."He's an old friend of mine. Nothing will go wrong."I nod my head and push down my anxiety. I get on the hospital bed, the sickly smell of drugs and chemicals making me slightly nauseous. However, I tell myself that this is a one-time thing. Once this is over, I will never have to go through it again.I relax against the bed as the sedatives I had been given earlier take over. Soon, the room starts spinning, but I could swear I see a figure appear in the corner of the room before everything goes dark.When I wake up, I find that I am in an entirely different room than the one Bill had brought me to. I push down my panic, not wanting to overreact over nothing. Perhaps I had been taken to a different room after my... abortion. It’s strange, though... I don’t feel any different
I could hardly sleep that night. It didn't help one bit that Silas had insisted on us spending the night together. I was afraid that my wild thoughts would somehow reach him. Even though he had promised me never to read my mind, I was afraid he might go back on his word, especially in a situation like this. The weight of my decision kept me awake and tense. On more than one occasion, my hand had curled around my stomach. I had imagined how my baby would look, but now I was never going to get the chance to hold him or her in my hands. I had selfishly chosen myself over the innocent child."Kerry?""Hm?" My eyes pried open. I had given up on pretending to be asleep after the first two hours. Silas had simply stated, in an unimpressed voice, how he could hear my heart beating faster; he knew when I was awake or not. Even if he didn't have his enhanced hearing, I'm sure he would be able to tell I wasn't asleep by how tense I was. The room was dark enough that I couldn't make out anything.
Bill and my mom arrived later that evening. The moment I opened the door, Mom rushed in and wrapped her arm around me tightly. "Oh, sweetheart, thank God you are alright." She must have assumed the very worst when I called her on the phone. I kind of felt bad for making her worry so much."I'm alright, Mom," I told her. I helped her with her things. Bill didn't say anything to me; he was saving the conversation for when we were all comfortable. Silas came to greet his dad and stepmom, and he and Bill seemed to be very tense around each other. Silas avoided eye contact with his dad even as he showed him around the house. I was worried that what I had said might have somehow messed up the relationship between those two. The last thing I wanted was to make things complicated. Being pregnant was a hard pill to swallow; being pregnant with a hybrid baby that might possibly kill me was even worse. But once I got over the fear of the danger my pregnancy would bring, I found myself excited at
I felt like crying, but I think I had already shed all my tears earlier that day. I lay curled up on the bed, feeling worse than I ever had in my entire life. To me, no situation could ever be worse than the one I found myself in. I had been hurting so badly for the past week, and to think Silas knew about my pain and chose to keep the reason behind it to himself. Did he hope I would never find out I was pregnant until I was pushing a baby out of me? I thought he loved me and had promised to always protect me no matter what, but now he had decided that he would rather protect his unborn child than me. That was a betrayal on a whole different level.I was mad at him, and honestly, I wish I could hate him enough to just fuck off entirely, maybe move away somewhere I could get my thoughts together. But the thought of how hurt Silas would be at my actions made me discard the idea immediately. I'm such an idiot; I always thought of him first despite everything that had happened. Despite ev
I didn't have the guts to attend my dad's class again. If I could, I would have skipped school completely, because I no longer found joy in studying when I knew that something much bigger and dangerous was hiding around the corner—something I couldn't uncover no matter how hard I tried. I thought that the biggest mystery in my life would be figuring out why my dad had left me or what he was. But then came Asher, and now even Silas—whom I was sure I could trust—was keeping something from me. I had no idea what to do.My dad tried reaching out to me, but he must have noticed the amount of effort I was putting into avoiding him. He stopped seeking me out a week later, and I didn't know whether that made me feel better or worse. It hurt how easy it had been for him to give up on me again, but I guess he thought he was only doing it to protect me or make me happy. I felt neither safe nor joyful. But at least Asher hadn't appeared to me in a while. That could only mean he was off planning h
Kerry woke up with a headache. It wouldn't be the first time, and she was already starting to get used to it at this point. She expected to wake up in a strange room, tied to a chair or something. Or maybe Asher might decide to mess with her head, make her forget things. It all sounded like the kind of thing the messed-up bastard would do. But no, she woke up in the familiar bedroom of her Hawaiian house."How do you feel?" Silas was beside her. He hadn't left her side since he brought her back home. He had even thought about taking her to the hospital, but he had been assured she would be alright. Just stress—it was normal for someone in her condition. "Kerry? Talk to me.""I feel fine," she said with a sigh. "Apart from the headache, that is.""Do you need me to bring you something for that?"She thought about it for a second, then shook her head. She already felt like she was going to be sick; she didn't need anything bitter right now. Maybe if the headache didn't go away in half a