If I was honest with myself and allowed this to go the way I wanted, I would choose to share a mate with my brother. Why wouldn’t we? It seems that children are possible if she’s human, and from what Valen said she most definitely is. We could have eternity together and raise a family. The world could be ours for the taking. But then the thought of him having a family without me takes over and I just push all of it away.
I take a quick shower and get dressed before I walk out of my room. At the same time Ezra closes the door to his and we look at one another. Of course, we’re both dressed the same; it happens almost every single day. It’s the twin connection, but it’s intensified since we were changed and now it’s odd when we don’t match in some way.
“You’re nothing like him,” Ezra says as he walks over and stands in front of me.
That’s always the first thought in my mind when I’m getting down on myself. That I’ve somehow become our father and I’m going to do something to ruin our happiness.
“I know,” I say as Ezra hugs me.
I feel better when we’re okay and he knows what I need. Right now, I’m belittling what we have and trying to think of all the ways it can go wrong. Instead I should be focusing on the possibilities of what’s ahead. There is so much potential for what lies in front of us, and action is what’s going to make this come together.
“Tell me what I can do,” I say as we pull apart and walk down the stairs to the living room.
“I think we start with surveillance of our own. I don’t know how, but she’s managed to miss the perimeter cameras, so we should be doing our own sweeps around the houses. I can’t imagine if she knows what we are that she hasn’t figured out who the family are as well.” How long has she been following us? My jaw clenches when I think about her following us when we had to go to those bars doing patrols for Bishop in search of the slayer. Not to mention the string of missing people, too.
I nod as I listen to Ezra’s plan to walk the blocks around us and then try to scent out where she’s been watching us from. I have a feeling she’s in a car or something that keeps her confined because we haven’t found any tracks.
“Maybe we need to create something worth looking at,” I say as the wheels in my mind begin to turn.
“Now you’re starting to sound like the idiot I know and love,” Ezra says and slaps me on the shoulder.
“You mean genius,” I say as we walk through the back door and outside to the shed. “Now, where did we put those fireworks?”
Two
Dove
“Little girls shouldn’t be in basements all alone.”
I jump and drop the papers in my hand. They fall all over the floor and I stand there for a moment looking at the unknown man. He shouldn’t be down here. It’s after hours and the library is closed. I know because I locked the doors myself. He looks to be in his early forties with gray hair at his temples. He’s in a suit and I wonder if he’s a professor here at the college, but the more I look at his clothes I realize they’re too nice and most professors couldn’t afford them.
“I work here,” I finally say, pushing my glasses up my nose. He tilts his head and studies me for a moment. “Is there something I can help you with? The library is closed.”
He takes another step into the room. He’s quite handsome, and the closer he gets the more his blue eyes sparkle. But there’s a nagging feeling of fear pushing down on me, and I don’t scare easily. When you grow up in a funeral home, spooky is normal.
“The door was unlocked.” He gives a small shake of his head as if scolding me.
He’s lying, because that’s the first thing I do once I get everyone out of here. That way I know I won’t be bothered and no one will see what I’m researching. I’m not sure if I don’t want others to know because they’ll think I’m crazy or because I think this is a secret worth protecting. To be honest, but I really need to stay off the forums where people talk about vampires. It’s starting to mess with my head, and you can’t tell who the liars are from the people who are also trying to find the truth. What I do know is what I could find on Bishop. He has a history I tracked back further than a normal man could live. In fact, he’s seems to have lived a few lives and changed his last name from time to time. It took work but I found him. Not the twins though. It was as if they’d been ripped from history. Between Kane and Bishop, I’m pretty much sure they’re vampires or something like that.