"Okay there, Arc, let's start from the beginning, or she'll start hyperventilating, and your blood pressure doesn't need more pressure." Daya's voice cut through the haze that had settled over my thoughts.
Kai took Arthur from my arms and told him to go paint in the painting room. How could they? Why would they even work with vampires?
Vampires knew no bounds and sucked blood from innocent humans. They hunted us down for years, and we did the same. The dome was designed to keep them out. That was what the silver blood helped to, and they undid it with one swift motion.
"It can't be possible! Father was many things but to work with them? That's impossible! Damien doesn't know what he's saying."
But they all looked at me with pity. They shouldn't because it was a lie. A sick joke. And why should I trust Damien? Where did he get all his information? He just always knew things. Fuck that.
