Kane's POV:
I slammed my fist into the wall nearby, filled with rage. It was him. Again. Elijah. The one who ruined my life all those years ago and was now back to do it again. His unhealthy obsession with me was irking me to the core of my heart and I so badly wanted to rip his head off his neck.
Hannah was awake now and was yelling at Bryson to let her inform the police at once. Her best friend had been kidn*pped and she had no idea who could've done it. I felt kind of sorry for her. She had no idea who to ask for help and how.
“Why aren't we contacting the police yet?” she demanded, arms crossed over her chest.
And tell them what? That a vampire, who's crazy obsessed with me and wants that crystal back that I took from him just to kill me and my friend?
I was wondering what to do
