(Anthony)
The images of my niece crying at her human parents’ house when she found their bodies in the kitchen. They way her silvery blue eyes glowed red with pain and her fangs elongating. Then when she was crying when they took the bodied after the vigil. I could have taken her, but if it hadn’t been for Nikolai being in the way, I would have taken her. I wonder what’s my dear, sweet niece doing? A knock echoes in my office as I look out the window.
“Come in” I said. The door opens and I turn as Charlie, my right hand man walks in. Charlie sat comfortably in front of me, a soft smile on his face as he reached for his tablet.
"I brought pictures of your niece?" he said. I nodded, my curiosity piqued. Charlie tapped a few times, and the screen flickered to life, revealing a series of
