Willow residence. “Are you looking forward to school?” Ann’s mother asked. “Not really. It is going to be strange without Jessica,” Ann admitted, eating oatmeal. “What about your boyfriend? What is his name again? Wynn, right?” her mother asked “Mom, we broke up a week and a half ago before the trip and I don’t think he is in town anymore,” Ann said. “You and Wynn?” Ami giggled. “You know Wynn?” Mrs. Willow asked. “Yeah, a little,” Ami said, swallowing her words with Ann making funny eyes at her. “We leave in twenty minutes. I will drop Ann off first and then I will drop you off at the university, Ami,” Mrs. Willow said, excusing herself from the table. Once Mrs. Willow left the table, Ami could not wait to ask Ann about her dating Wynn, “how was it dating Wynn? I heard he was Jessica’s fated mate. Must have been awkward.” “Shysie compelled me to be in love with him, it was nothing more,” Ann said, trying to put it to rest. “How hot is her boyfriend, Paris?” Ami asked. “So,

“I want to know what happened at the council after I left. What did you do? What happened to Wynn?” Ann asked, seriously. “Let me drink from you, then I will let you drink from me; that way you will see everything that I know,” Michael suggested. “Didn’t you just have your way with Samina and Mary?” Ann asked. Michael grabbed Ann and lifted her into his arms, speeding off to the compound that has been fixed. “What are you doing?” Ann asked when he put her down inside the house. “I can’t break my own rules that I just laid out earlier during lunch, now can I?” Michael asked. “Who are all these people? Vampires?” Ann looked around at the unfamiliar faces. “I like what you have done with the place. One would never have guessed it was in ruins just over a week ago,” Ann said, not waiting for Michael to answer her first question. “Please let me drink from you. I have not drunk from a human besides you,” Michael confessed. “Why not? I told you, you could,” Ann said, walking around,

“You gave me the go-ahead!” Wynn protested. “I wanted to keep her safe. I feared Shysie would kill her like he killed Soraya 900 years ago,” Paris reminded him. “Still beats me how she got away with it,” Wynn said, his eyes on his sister that was making her way over to them. “Come with us tonight,” Wynn suggested. “And do what? Get tricked or killed by an enchantress? No thank you,” Paris said, walking away. “Wait up,” Wynn said, standing up to follow him. “Dude, I am just going to the compound. I need to feed,” Paris said. “I will come with you,” Wynn said. “I need some space,” Paris objected, having no plans to really go to the compound. He wanted to get out of sight and hide out until the pool was cleared so that he can sneak back for a swim. ‘Ever since he swam that first time when they arrived, he could not get enough of it. The way the water made him feel; free. As soon as the coast was clear, Paris stripped down to nothing and dived into the pool. Paris stayed underwate

Michael sped back to the compound and just gave Paris an angry look. “I take it we are not going anymore?” Wynn asked, gladly. Shysie looked at Paris before taking him by the hand, “come I have something to show you.” “When are you going to get it into your head? I am not interested in you? You had me for 900 years now. Leave me the f*ck alone!” Paris shouted before speeding off to his room. “Someone is in a bad mood,” Shysie said, feeling slightly embarrassed that he treated her like that in front of the nest. Shysie looked around at all the vampires, most of them Prehistoric, all the men looking at her, as if they are saying, ‘pick me, I will be your man.’ Shysie just rolled her eyes, and they landed on Michael. “In your dreams sweetheart,” Michael told her off as he does not like her very much for what she has done to Ann. ‘She might be pretty, but her soul is pure dirt,’ he thought before swinging his legs over one of the many couches in the extra-large living room, facing the

“You are such a back stabber. Can’t believe you, William, after what she did to Ann?” Jessica spat. “Where is Ann?” Michael asked at the same time that Ann walked into the classroom, taking his breath away. ‘I wonder if she will let me drink from her lunchtime,’ Michael wondered, standing up from the table that he was sitting on to pull her chair out for her. “This is Ann’s seat,” Michael said, looking at Jovita. “Not anymore,” Jovita said, staying seated. “No need to fight over places, a few tables and chairs will arrive shortly,” Mr. Ondrink silenced the class. Paris walked into the class and the girls made no secret of where their hearts were at, smiling at him and warning each other with whispers. “I don’t care if you are the Virgin Marry herself, but this is my chair,” Ann said, standing in front of Jovita, making Jessica chuckle. ‘Don’t look at me, you wanted to be a teenager,’ Jessica mind linked her mother, laughing. Jovita stood up, not happy about it, and Ann took he