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Iggy's POV

I once thought it was impossible for someone to feel so many emotions at once. And yet here I am, skipping around New York like I'm a fucking pregnant Barbie with mood swings.

Yeah, it was that bad.

Anyway, Ella and I were on our way to the towns hospital and soon, we would get to see Drew.

You all know that this means right?

Yeah, I'll have to hold back Ella from tearing his face out. Well…maybe I'll get in a quick jab or two, but you didn't hear that from me!

Max's POV-

"You're better off dead than trusting him" a voice said in my head.

And I agreed. I gulped and looked up into Dylan's face which said set in a grim line with sweat beating down his forehead.

"Hold on!" he encouraged gripping my wrist tighter.

I winced as I felt more pressure built up in my wrist, but I couldn't take my eyes off of him. What was he doing here? Why did he save me?

My thoughts were jumbling around in my head, and I barely registered the fact that he had pulled me back up onto the cliff's ledge. He sat back on his hind legs, staring at me pointedly while panting, and I just laid there in a pathetic crumpled ball.

"What the hell were you doing?" he asks glaring at me.

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Did I just witness that? Did he actually glare and yell at me?

All my previous misery put aside, I stood up on my feet angrily and growled down at him. His eyes widened a fraction of an inch before he scrambled backwards and stood about 6 feet away from me.

"What are you doing here?" I growled.

He squared his shoulders in a tight motion, and that's when I realized how dangerous he looked in the moonlights beam. His eyes were darkened around the edges of his pupils and his teeth were looking a little too sharp.

Subconsciously, I took half a step back and watched him warily. He cocked his head and looked behind me at the cliff's edge, before looking back at me.

"I come here every night after my shift. Just to think a few things through," he says shrugging.

He's lying. Straight through his teeth, but I can't let him know I know this. So instead, I nod suspiciously and slowly make my away around him before walking backwards towards the parking lot.

"I don't think so," he said grabbing my arms.

I tried not to coil under his touch, but as soon as his fingers brushed my arms, a heat flowed through me that made my intestines clench together.

"Why were you trying to jump off a cliff?" he asked sternly.

"I don't see how that's any of your business," I snarled yanking my arm out of his grasp.

I turned on my heels and took two steps, but not before he was in front of me.

"I saved your life, so it is my business," he said crossing his arms over his chest.

I growled lowly and pushed him back and he landed on his lower back with an astonished awed face.

"It doesn't concern you. But what you should be concerned about is keeping these out of reach," I said pulling out two black feathers that fell from his lab coat earlier tonight.

His eyes widened at the sight of the feathers and he snatched them quickly from my hand and stuffed it in his pocket. I smirked. Got him.

"What do you have there huh Dylan? Luck charm?" I asked snidely.

Dylan hesitated before looking back up at me again, and straightening his back.

"You're right, it's none of my business," he said.

Then he walked off.

Mei's POV-

I walked back up slowly to the apartment, and stopped just outside the door. Gulping, I took the handle in a shaking right hand and turned it in slowly. The familiar set up of the couches and furniture was the first thing I saw, followed by the pile of Akila's blood.

It made me wince, as I stepped over it and walked to the kitchen. Our dinner plates were still there, but Max's was cut in half with her blood knife setting on her food.

"Max?" I called out.

I turned around and walked out of the kitchen and back to the living room. A small spark in the corner of my eye made me whirl around and my eyes immediately locked on the source.

I walked over slowly and picked up the broken cell phone. The wires were twitching and sending small sparks. I turned the grey device over in my hand to see the words written in pink jewels; Ella.

Ella was here? Frowning, I left the cell phone on the couch and walked back to the door. Right in front of the green mat, was two mud covered foot prints.

How could I have missed this?

I touched the mud with my index finger and brought it close to my face. It was still moist, meaning it was just recently made. I stood back up on my legs and scanned the room once more, taking in every single detail.

Ella was here for sure, but why?

Then I caught sight of the blood again, and understanding washed over me.

Fang's POV-

I spent half an hour driving pointlessly before I found her.

She was curled up on the park bench; her eyes wet and puffed up red. Her hair was sticking to her face and her eyes which used to be so bright were now a dull shade.

Her clothes were dirty, tattered even. Before I knew what I was doing, I got out of the car and jogged over to her, and kneeled down in front of her face. I tilted her face up so she could see me, and her tears dried up and she looked at me in shock.

"Lissa are you alright?" I asked.

*Jumps behind desk*

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-Shift