Chapter 42. (Not) Yours

PEONY CRIMSON'S POV

In an instant, both Xavier and Lazarus were in plain sight. Perhaps the vampire was brought in on short notice because Xavier didn't say he was coming with the team. Lazarus's pale face betrayed his annoyance. However, I should not have been considering that.

Lazarus came to check on my triplets and only needed a few minutes. His brow was wrinkled as if he were trying to find the missing piece of a puzzle. Anxiously, I waited. Xavier put his right hand on my chest and squeezed.

"I didn't find anything suspicious as you claimed." Lazarus claimed, "But it is a bit confusing why they were asleep all this time."

Lazarus stepped back, thought for a moment, then added, "It could be that they are so because of the waves of fatigue that only take hold when they feel calm. Well, I don't blame them for got cozy in my apartment."

I ignored the vampire's self-confidence statement.

"So, what should I do? If this keeps up, they might starve, lose more energy, and so on!" My voic