I continue to look over my shoulder every so often, knowing Lord Talon could catch up to me any time now. I clean the kitchen faster than usual, but I'm only able to scrape a few spoons of porridge for myself. We just have to hang in here for a few more days until we’re eighteen and hopefully our mate will find us and take us away. Talon watches, intrigued, as the werewolves shift into their wolf forms while my father and brothers shift into their Lycans.

I sometimes wish I couldn’t feel any pain, but even though the years of abuse have passed, my body still suffers the same. I did notice the pain from the wounds had gone by then but didn’t think much of it as I was too worried about Lylah. A plate of vegetables with a steak is placed in front of me, whilst a serving of blood is poured into Lord Talon’s goblet.Letting out a breath I’m holding in, I collapse onto my mattress, in shock at what just happened, and what I have just done.

The sound of birds outside my window captures my attention, and I turn my head to look out the window at the birds, hopping around in the fresh snow.Halfway through silently eating my meal, five vampires I’ve never met before enter the dining room, marching.