Marcus
It was a long ride across the town. The sun dipped and disappeared into the dark sky. My veins throbbed as I clutched onto the steering wheel with pressure. My breaths were warm with rage. Hate rippled through me as I thought about Viktor and all the things he could do with my mate—Charlotte. He wouldn’t touch her, at least not unwillingly. As brothers, we respected each other and our mates.
Viktor was able to find his mate earlier than me. We were off the same age, born only a few minutes apart but we were nowhere near twins. I was elder than him, people respected me more as all Viktor did was kill and drink from humans.
It was the early 1950’s when Viktor found Bella, his human mate. He wanted me to turn her into a vampire, however, it didn’t end well and she died. Turning
