Josh’s POV:
Staring at the raindrops rolling down the window I think back to a couple of hours ago, my mind replaying the scene of a damaged house and a struggling Krystal beneath the foot of the strange man who had helped me escape safely from the hospital.
After getting over my shock and taking matters into my own hands, I’d managed to get Krystal off the floor and up to my room after she finished an entire bag of blood before falling unconscious into a peaceful sleep.
Walking back downstairs the stranger and I had the chance to sit and talk and he introduced himself as Kreg Corrington. The owner of the website I’d emailed regarding my situation after reading up on his short article about trueborn's and turned vampires.
Kreg, like he had instructed me to call him hadn’t been what I’
