Silva began talking with Hisoka and Zeno stood there quietly, listening to what they were talking about. I fought to remain calm and to keep the beast calm while they spoke, trying to keep myself under control. Somewhere in my mind, I was rebelling because I wanted to protect the life in me over all, but part of me knew it was a good idea to go.

As Silva spoke, there was a feeling in the back of my mind was if I was forgetting something or as if there was someone looking at me. I shrugged off the feeling and attempted to focus before something was slid underneath the door to the room and the handwriting on it made my mind go blank.

The writing was very familiar to me and I felt like I was in a daze as I slowly moved over to pick up the letter. It seemed that none of the others who were in the room noticed or responded to my slow and strange movements as they continued talking about the issue at hand.

My movements were sluggish as I slowly grabbed the letter, turning it over in my hands and staring at it. There was just no way... it wasn't possible, was it? there was no way that the handwriting belonged to him. It had to be the writing of someone else. There was no other explanation.

My hands shook slightly as I opened the letter, mentally scolding myself for my unsteady hands, but that didn't last very long as my eyes froze on the signature on the bottom of the letter. It was him, it had to be. There was no way that it wasn't him... but how on earth did he survive?

Several images flashed through my mind as I took count of everyone who had died. Their faces forever frozen in fear upon their deaths and those haunting images imprinted upon my mind and my heart clenched as only one face was missing from that array of dead and burned faces.

The page slowly slid from my hands as my body shook and my mind reeled. I moved without thinking as I threw the door open and hurried towards where the letter indicated I should go, nothing else on my mind other than getting there and learning the truth. I ran towards what would likely be the answers I sought and where he waited... my older brother Kokuren.

~~~3rd Person P.O.V.~~~

The door to the apartment slammed shut, drawing the attention of the three men in the room as they realized that the woman they were talking about was now gone. The first thing they noticed was the note lying upon the ground in front of the door she had just left through.

"What's gotten into her?" Hisoka asked softly, almost as if to himself, feeling slight concern for the wellbeing and mental state of his mate. He picked up the letter she had abandoned on the floor and quickly scanned over it, stiffening as well as he began to make a few connections.

"Well, boy, what does the note say?" Zeno asked, holding his hand out expectantly as Hisoka passed it over to him numbly. "Supposedly it is from her older brother Kokuren... but that isn't possible, she is the only one who survived the demon, she even has the memories of killing everyone-"

Hisoka cut off, his eyes wide as he came to a realization. Kiame shared with him the memory of how everyone in her clan had died, all except how her family died. The only memory tied to them was her house burning to the ground and how Kitsune, one of her younger brothers, died by her hand.

Her younger brothers' bodies and deaths were all stored away in her mind, but there was no memory of ever finding her father, mother or her older brother's bodies. There was a chance that he had survived, but how? The destruction the beast left behind was absolute.

Perhaps he managed to get away during the initial attack and only found Kiame again now. If that was the case, however, why didn't he contact her while she was at the arena? Why would he wait until they were in York New to contact her and her alone if it was clear she and Hisoka were mated?

Unless, it actually wasn't her brother or it was someone acting as her brother to get her alone. But who would even know about her brother unless they knew her? Kastro was the only one she knew of who had ever come into direct contact with her and her family, and Hisoka knew for a fact he was dead.

Just who was this person and what on earth did he want with Kiame?