Chapter 2.
Vincent.
I zipped through the streets, hating the sting and draining heat of the sunlight on my face.
“You’re a fool.” I muttered to myself as I wound through the city, navigating my way to the small banquet hall where Sadie was having her father’s funeral.
I should never have let them go alone.
My body ached from being outside at this time of day. The air was thin. The sun was harsh. My skin was going to feel like dried out newspaper tonight. Not to mention the fact I’d need to sleep most of the night to recover.
But it didn’t matter.
All that mattered was finding Sadie and her mates—my mates—and making sure they were okay.
I began to run. If I moved at my vampire pace, I’d be reported. And no one liked a vamp who broke the rules in this city. Especially a vampire like
