Raven's POVRaven slowly opened her eyes, greeted by the sterile surroundings of what seemed to be an infirmary. The white-tiled walls and the IV drip connected to her hand indicated that she was back at the Watchtower. A sense of relief washed over her, knowing that she had been brought back from the brink of death. How that had happened, she didn't know.Recalling the events that led to her current state, Raven shuddered at the memory of the vampire's claws sinking into her neck. Instinctively, she reached up to touch the area, only to find it concealed beneath a protective plaster. She couldn't help but wonder how they had managed to revive her. It defied all logic. She should have been dead by now, but here she was. Alive.As the door swung open, a figure clad in a white coat entered the room. Raven noticed that this must be the doctor. The man was engrossed in the tablet held in his hands, his attention fixated on its contents as he approached her bedside. His eyes remained g
Lumiére's POV"This is the only way, Lumiére," Arin whispered urgently, his voice filled with determination.Lumiére sighed heavily, frustration evident in his actions as he ran a hand through his hair. He understood the gravity of the situation and the task they were asking him to undertake. However, a sense of hesitation and doubt clouded his judgment.Since initiating the lockdown protocol in all the Sanctuaries, they had been anxiously awaiting any sign of the intruders. Yet, despite their efforts, it seemed that the trespassers were still lurking in the shadows. The safety of his people was of utmost importance, and Lumiére felt the weight of that responsibility pressing down on him."Lumiére..." Arin's voice came as a gentle reminder, urging him to make a difficult decision.Reluctantly tearing his gaze away from Arin, Lumiére turned his attention to the expansive screen before him. It displayed a real-time map of all the Sanctuaries, revealing the movements within. The intruder
Lumiére's POVThe room was filled with an atmosphere of intense tension, as everyone held their breath, anxiously awaiting any sign of life from the scouts they had sent out. Lumiére nervously bit his lower lip, stealing a quick glance at Arin, hoping for some positive news.Ten long minutes passed, and they had heard nothing from them.The weight of uncertainty pressed heavily upon them all. Lord Ramona approached Lumiére and gently tapped his elbow, a sense of urgency in his voice."We can't afford to wait any longer," Lord Ramona urged.Lumiére shook his head, refusing to be swayed into hasty action once again. He had been forced to send those scouts into the unknown, and now they had lost all contact with them. The stakes were too high to make reckless decisions again."You implanted trackers in them, right?" Lumiére turned to Arin, seeking confirmation.Arin nodded, "Yes, I did. But the trackers will only activate if the scouts are still alive and able to activate them," he repli
Lumiére's POVLumiére had been attempting to reach Raven for what felt like an eternity, but each time he called, it went straight to voicemail. He vaguely recalled leaving a voicemail message, though he couldn't remember the exact words he had mumbled; he had just mumbled stupid words.But now, she was actually calling him back.“ Who is that?” Arin asked, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.Lumiére blinked and swiftly moved the phone out of Arin's view. He couldn't begin to explain to Arin who the name on the screen belongs to."It's Middleton," Lumiére replied, his voice calm. "I need to take this call, excuse me." With that, he walked away, out of the room. He took the stairs three at a time, making sure to place a wide distance between himself and any Vampire in the fortress.As soon as he reached his room, he closed the door behind him, creating a sense of privacy. Without hesitation, he answered the call, holding the phone to his ear."Hello?" he mumbled, his voice tinged with
Raven's POVAs the sun began to peek over the horizon, Raven found herself waking up at the break of dawn; an unusual occurrence for her in recent days. With a tired sigh, she cautiously climbed out of bed, mindful of the bandage wrapped around her neck. Although her wound had healed, the bandage still limited her range of motion in certain neck movements. Despite this minor inconvenience, she was relieved to be fully recovered. Raven had been tempted to remove the bandage on several occasions, since her wound had healed.However, Aaron, Achim's brother, had sternly warned her against doing so. Taking his advice to heart, she respected his medical expertise and refrained from taking off the bandage prematurely.Leaving her room behind, Raven strolled down the hallway, intentionally avoiding the path that led to Uncle Ben's study. Ever since she had gone against his orders, she had made a conscious effort to steer clear of him, hoping to avoid any potential confrontation.As she desc
Raven's POVHe had actually sent her a voicemail? It had been such a long time, and he probably would be thinking that she had ghosted him. She decided to play the voicemail and was taken aback by what she heard.Firstly, she couldn't picture Lumiére as the type of person who would make drunken calls to anyone. Secondly, whatever he was saying in the voicemail just didn't make any sense at all.She rolled her eyes as she listened to his weird attempt at expressing how much he missed her and how badly he wanted to see her. At one point, she couldn't help but chuckle when he started singing something really bizarre.The voicemail came to an end, and Raven didn’t know when she hit the redial button. It was already ringing before she realized what she was doing. "Oh my goodness!" she gasped, quickly covering her mouth with her hand as she anxiously stared at her phone's screen. Deep down, she had been hoping that the call would disconnect and go straight to voicemail, but her heart skip
Raven's POVSince Raven didn't have a clear plan until she could locate Nolan, and he wasn't even present in the house, she contemplated heading towards the watchtower. Perhaps she might encounter Jansen there, who seemed to be purposely avoiding her, much like Nolan.Leaving the house through the backdoor, she followed the familiar route that led directly to the watchtower. Having become familiar with the surroundings and the individuals there, she knew she wouldn't face any questioning about her presence.She had also noticed that Uncle Ben had granted her certain clearance levels, and she intended to make full use of it. Making her way to the elevator, she selected the level and ascended to the top floor.With several hours remaining before her scheduled meeting with Lumiére, she knew she needed to locate Nolan or anyone else who could assist her in leaving the watchtower unnoticed.As she walked down the hallway, it remained eerily quiet, with only two men engaged in conversation.
Raven's POV“ You have information?” uncle Ben asked, “ I think you should tell me now who you really are”The woman, Ophelia, let out an exasperated sigh. "I already told you, I'm Ophelia," she muttered, slightly annoyed by the question.Uncle Ben snorted dismissively. "Yeah, you said that before, but now you claim to have information about vampires. So, who the hell are you really?" he fired back, his tone laced with frustration.With a hint of resignation in her voice, Ophelia replied, "I am Madame Ophelia, the leader of a religious cult. We are the infamous group dedicated to fighting and eradicating these monstrous creatures of the night from our Earth… a task that the Night Watchers seem to be failing at," she added, her words dripping with disdain.The cult killing people? Ophelia was the one responsible for that? The realization hit Raven like a punch to the gut. Ophelia was the one responsible for the killings, but not just any killings, she was targeting vampires. Shit! Th