A brisk knock at the door interrupted October, who was deep in thought. She rushed over to it and flung the door open to see a short, stubby man standing there with his pig nose held high in the air."Yes?" October raised a brow at him.He cleared his throat before speaking. "Lady October, you are wanted downstairs. Master Alistair wishes to speak with you before he leaves.''October bit her tongue from laughing at the high pitch squeaky sound his voice made."Lady October," the man said again."Its just October," she told him. "And where is Alistair going?""He will tell you when you get there."October dragged on a pair of sneakers, then left the room, wondering what the great urgency was."I have never been requested downstairs before," October said, but the man didn't reply."This place should have an elevator and electricity." October complained after walking for a while.The man just walked on, not paying October much attention.She stopped when she got to the top of the stairs.

The moon soon replaced the sun, along with stars that dotted the now dark sky, which had quickly faded away, from a beautiful purple colour. The shade of purple had reminded October of Alistair's eyes, so did the pitch black that it now had."Somewhere out there, Alistair and his family are killing prisoners for their blood. Innocent or not, they are still people." October sighed, looking away from the window, then a chill ran down her spine.October hadn't slept last night. She was on edge for some reason, and with that, she never thought that she would miss Alistair.Her mind was still reeling from what had happened a few days ago. She knew that when Alistair got back, he would be out for blood. She shook her head, trying to keep the thoughts out, but still feared what he would do when he returned and heard what happened. An uneasy feeling now crept through her chest.October took a quick shower, hoping that would help to calm her racing mind, then dragged on some clothes. She tipto

"Good evening,'' October said, greeting everyone that was at the table.Alistair's mother, along with Daniel, were the only ones to send their greetings to her."Dinner will be ready, and served in the next thirty minutes," Louise said with a bow. Her eyes skipped over October's face. Something like pity flashed in her eyes before she left.October sat uncomfortably in her chair because she was still in pain. She knew that Alistair's blood could heal her because he had done it many times before, but he didn't now. She held back a whimper after shuffling in the chair. She felt weak, broken and there was a pain in her chest, but no-one seems to care.October looked at everyone at the table. Only Daniel seemed to be looking at her. He gave her a small smile. Demetre looked in her direction with a frown.The doors were pushed open, with Alistair walking in like the proud king he was. He took a seat beside October, never looking at her, then started up a conversation with his father and un

"Ouch." October grit her teeth as Grace pulled at her hair, while Ashley did the strings of her corset."You two must be enjoying doing this." She quipped. "And why must you do it at the same time?"None of them replied, just continued to pull at October's hair and bodice."Can't you loosen it a bit?" October complained, pulling at the front of her bodice.She could hardly breathe, and her head hurt."You will live," Ashley said, then placed a diamond tiara in October's hair when Grace was done.October looked down at herself. She was wearing a yellow ball gown that was too heavy and allowed limited movement. It had a low cut heart-shaped neckline, and the corset hugged October's figure. She also wore a necklace made from pure diamonds and Chandler's earnings."I hope you trip and fall," Grace whispered when Ashley went to the closet to get shoes."Jealous that this isn't you. Still mad I am the one chosen, and not you." October mocked her.Grace hissed, ready to hit October.Alistair

"I must know October; how did you know that it would work?" Arnell asked. October looked up at him from the seat she was huddled on. "I didn't, I just thought that if I did you would hear me," October told him the truth. "What exactly did she do?" Amanda asked crossing her arms. "She sent me a connection." Arnell laughed heartily. All eyes turned to October. "I'm sorry," she said softly. Arnell laughed again. "Sorry, if you hadn't done it, you would have been long dead." A servant walked in then, placed a mug of hot chocolate before October, then left. "So, she did a connection?" Dave asked, thinking it over. "But how, and why to you?" He added. October face heated. "I tried reaching out to Alistair, it didn't work, I thought that since Arnell is a witch, he would be able to do something and break whatever those vampires were doing." Alistair and Demetre came into the room then, both radiating power. Alistair had removed his jacket and waist coat, and also rolled the sleev