~Javed’s Point of View~ “No. I think I made it more than clear the last time I saw you what my feelings were about our relationship. It was over and dead. Well I wanted you to be totally dead,” I state, with a cool and level voice. Now that I realize the light is artificial I allow my eyes to adjust. She’s wearing sunglasses and has her hair in what I recall to be the style in the 1920’s. Though her natural hair is extremely long so it must be a wig. If she cuts it, it’ll grow right back. I’m more than glad there could never even remotely be a sexual attraction between us; if that were the case she’d have a million times more of a hold on me than she does. Unfortunately our bond is deeper than sex and I can’t shake it even after all this time. I’m sure it is unheard of for a maker to not have a physical relationship with their “child” and I’m certain she does it with all the rest of them. But I doubt there’s ever been a situation like ours. “Tsk! Come now. Do you think I’d allow

~Javed’s Point of View~ ~Still 1920's Two Months Later~ “Go! Go!!! Come on Brandywine you can do it old girl,” I shout, waving my ticket in the air. The crowd behind me is yelling and some even throw things. Even though holding my breath is unnecessary I find myself doing it. At the last second, I even close my eyes. “Annnnnd BY A NOSE it’s BRANDYWINE taking first place,” the announcer shouts. “YEAH!!! YES!!! That’s my girl,” I cry out, kissing my winning ticket and raising my tophat in the air. Adrenaline rushes through me with a slight warmth to it. I’ve just won three thousand dollars in the blink of an eye. I hardly need the money, sure. But the thrill of the victory, of always picking the winner is what gets me off. With this score though I’ll be able to find a very nice house to rent somewhere quiet or even just buy it outright. Where that is, I don’t quite know yet. “I guess dinner and a show are on you,” I hear, and immediately cringe. I put my hat back on my head an

~Aurora’s Point of View~ ~Present~ “Vampire stuff is the messiest stuff. Always drama, fighting. I was really counting on an easy life, none of them were supposed to wake on my watch and since we have only the three tombs and they were all full, I didn’t think we’d get anymore. What a fucking mess,” Alpha Killian shouts, slamming his fist on the table and making me jump. Two others in the room do as well. Per Javed’s instruction, I was inducted into the pack this first thing morning. It was quick and there were only a couple witnesses. I hated that Matthew missed it but I couldn’t wait for him to come out and I didn’t want to take him from his family. Being able to mind-link people is already overwhelming and I don’t think I like it. Of course Javed doesn’t have brain waves so I’ll never be able to do it with him. *I miss him so much,* Lucy whines and I have to roll my eyes. If it's all impossible for me to understand, it’s even worse for her. She doesn’t care about their politic

~Aurora’s Point of View~ I listen impatiently as Javed spills his guts to a room of males that I wish would disappear. While I understand he doesn’t want to tell his story several times, I desperately want him to myself. There's been a constant weird ache in my bones these last couple of days when we're apart unlike anything I've ever felt. Lucy is beyond restless at times and it keeps waking me up. Matthew needed to be present for this meeting too, and I’d had to wait while Javed flew over to get him. Lucy of course, yelled at me the entire time, wanting him with us. And my sister… Ohh, my dear sister… Pretended to miss me and acted like it wasn’t even a big deal for her to be here. I told her flat out that she wasn’t welcome and she needed to turn around and leave. She claimed she tried to get here for my shift but had ten excuses as to why she missed it. I ditched her with a couple females her age the first chance I got especially since I need to warn Matthew before he just sees

~Aurora’s Point of View~ As I lay on our bed, naked and desperate with anticipation, I hate that my mind wanders to Brenna. Seeing her belly grow full this last month has hit me in a way I never imagined. She’s been so completely back and forth about what to do with the baby but the pack has been extremely clear about one big thing: she leaves when it's born. Whether she leaves it here to live or takes it with her, this is it. And once she’s gone she is not to be allowed back. There was also a strict rule that she not venture onto Matthew’s island, though I’m nearly sure his mate would claw out Brenna’s eyes if given the chance. There was also an even stricter rule that no male, absolutely no male was to touch her. Not even to flirt with her, by the Alpha’s orders. Anyone caught touching her would lose a finger. I’m certain it’s making her insane but it’s necessary. I made no attempts to rekindle any sort of sisterly bond, and thankfully she didn’t seem interested either. She offere