Vlad’s POV
I could see my girl struggling to find the words to tell Cora what had most likely happened to her son. I couldn’t blame her. I knew Ivy. I knew she would have thought that this was her fault, but in all honesty, it was mine. I had been a vampire for over five hundred years, trained by one of the oldest and most ruthless vampires there ever was. I should have been more careful. I should have been able to spot someone tailing us and evade them with ease. But no, I had been too complacent, too sure that I had stopped the threat with Akio’s death, that I didn’t see the danger until it was too late. I was not going to make that mistake again.
When Phillipe shoved a card with this address in my hand and told me to take Ivy and run, I had no idea where he was sending us. I thought m
