The sound of a pair of footsteps interrupted my brief reverie. Alice walked past me without looking back and went straight into Nick's room. She had changed the dress she was wearing before with the black t-shirt and jeans she usually wore. One of her hands carried a small suitcase which I felt was filled with fresh blood. Other footsteps could be heard following, I don't need to guess who it was because I just met them a few hours ago.Lancaster sat on the same sofa as me without saying hello, he was still wearing the same clothes. It's just that from his expression at this time it seemed he didn't want to be here. I leaned my back on the couch and turned to him, "What are you doing here?"Lancaster sighed before looking back at me with his green eyes that looked bored, "Waiting for Alice ... So this is your house?""Erik, what is he doing here?" I asked, turning to him."Mr. Lancaster is in Alice's protection." His reply was short, as if his answer explained everything."I thought y

I hate this place.Snow' ,., show everywhere as far as my eyes could see, and the atmosphere was so cold. I shuddered looking at the layer of ice that stuck to my bedroom window, not wanting to get out of the thick blanket that wrapped my body this morning. Damn Lancaster, couldn't he have chosen a warmer country? 1 dragged my feet to get off the bed and then cursed when they hit the cold floor.It's only been three days in this place and I already want to kill someone, I thought as I walked to the small kitchen in the house I rented to make the hottest coffee. I can still feel the fatigue and stress when Ella gave birth a few days ago, plus the jet lag, and now the feeling of frustration ... because it seems like in this place Lana doesn't wake up like a normal person in general.Doesn't she know that Bam in Helsinki is the same as dam in San Francisco? Even the sky here was still very dark. I don't know what's in Lana's head that she has to valt that damn lake every morning, Not much

Across the damn lake?But I didn't feel the presence of anyone other than a few humans when I was stalking Lana. I haven't seen a single Volder since arriving in Finland, which is odd now that I think about it. Normally, I would at least meet Volder living here or detect their presence.Did they know about my arrival long before I got to Helsinki? But it seems impossible."He has a wound on his face." said Lana suddenly."Wound?" I repeated, "What's the wound like?""Like a scratch that extends from his forehead to his jaw ... Do you recognize him?"My body stiffened as I heard the description. Oh, yeah ... I really know him. Lana saw my expression for a moment before turning pale, "We better go now, give me 15 minutes."Before Lana went to pack her things I grabbed her hand to hold her. "They're already here, Lana." "It's only 20 minutes to the airport, maybe we can-""Lana ... I can't run. They've been here since I came ... maybe even before I came. The thought of Lana being around

It was still very dark outside when we reached the gates of the Mikhailovsky castle. The clock on the dashboard of the limousine said it was two in the morning and minus four degrees Celsius. Snow piled neatly on the side of the road that led to the main castle building and on the trees that surrounded the garden.This place is very large, even the entrance takes five minutes by car. If I'm not mistaken it's almost as big as Buckingham Palace in England. Mikhailovsky Castle has several small buildings, one of which is open as a museum and one very large main building.Silence enveloped until finally the limousine stopped on one side of the main building. Not a single person, human or Volder, was in the vicinity of the main building. I only saw a Volder guarding the outer gate, after that this place is like a haunted building with no residents.We got out of the limousine, one of them went ahead, followed by three Volders to my right and left while the rest behind me. The prisoner guar

When I got to the cottage, the pungent smell of blood made my legs feel shaky. But when I smelled the air around the cottage for the second time I realized that the smell of blood wasn't just Lana's. I opened my cottage door and ran to every room looking for Lana, but all I found was the body of the cottage owner in one of the guest rooms.'Lana!" I called , even though I knew it was in vain. Momentary frustration makes me want to scream but my eyes fixate on the cottage Lana rents across from mine. Without wasting any more time I ran against time because every second that passed was precious for Lana. The more I delay giving her my blood, the more painful the transition will be.The first room I looked for was her room. My steps stopped when my eyes fixed on Lana lying in the middle of her bed. A thick blanket covered her body up to her chin, she looked like she was asleep if it wasn't for her very pale face."No ... Lana ... " My fingers trembled as I pulled the blanket, I thought I