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Chapter 13

Alexander's Point of View

Ditron stood beside me, "Everything is commencing smoothly." He informed.

"Good." I replied as I watched as a cemetery filled with vampires exchange blood and power.

Ditron continued, "What's the next phase in your plans, Alexander?"

I turned away from the scene at hand and faced him with a grin.

"Don't get caught."

Raven's Point of View

"What are you talking about? I know who Alexander is. Probably the only one who knows him better than anyone else on this planet." I challenged, staring at the man in front of me grinning so mischievously.

He continued to grin. "If you know him as you say you do, then, do you know of the location of his whereabouts and what he is currently trying to accomplish?"

I glared at him. "If he is trying to accomplish anything, it would most likely be to get away from you and anything to do with his past life."

He tsked and stood up straight, emphasising the fact that he was abnormally tall. "And what would you know of his 'past' life? He's a great deal older than you and a great deal more cunning in his ways. I have known him for so very long, and you cannot tell me that you know him better than I do."

I was taken aback. I wracked my brain to come up with... But I was coming up with nothing. Because the truth was, I really didn't know anything about his past; save for his grandmother, those nefarious twins and their little brother, his parents and Jameson of course. My arms fell by my sides and I felt defeated.

Trevor spoke up, and I honestly forgot he was there. "Okay. I don't know what's going on and I take it that Raven doesn't either. So could either of you just tell us what is going on? Because for some reason, it seems to involve all of us."

I looked at Trevor with a loss for words and he nodded to me; he knew I was grateful to him. It was crazy to think that Trevor could read me, but he could, and that shed a whole new light on him.

Then Jagger spoke up, "Raven, maybe right here in the middle of the road isn't the best place to talk about this. We should go somewhere el-"

"No, Whatever is happening I think we should know now before things start spinning out of control." I said flatly.

"She's right." Mathias chimed in, "Raven, is it? Alexander's and my past intertwine some centuries ago. He is from noble blood, as you surely know, but I believe he has failed to shed light on just how noble his blood really is. He isn't a Count, Duke or Viscount; he was born into forgotten royalty and is quite similar to a prince. Although 'Prince' isn't the correct title, he is something akin to it."

"A Prince? Alexander? Is there really still royalty nowadays?" I asked

"Raven, my dear, there is a world beyond yours that you know nothing about. Remember, I said Alexander was a forgotten noble, so very few know of his birth rite. A very long time ago Alexander's lineage was stripped from their rightful place, some sort of conspiracy came about and Alexander's family was to blame with no proof. Their family was executed for treason, but not all family members were captured and killed; such as Constantine and his immediate family. As the centuries came and went the Sterlings appeared and no one could say exactly where they came from and frankly, no one cared; the Sterlings were wealthy beyond imaginable, noble, fourth right and disciplined to a fault. Any Vampire could tell that they were a very old line and also very beneficial to the vampire race at large. You see, Cassandra and Constantine have no desire to enact revenge for their fallen line, they are perfectly content on just living peacefully. Alexander on the other hand found it to be his destiny to grasp that wish was truly to be his. Alexander is currently the rightful heir the the Vampire Council and thus, the rightful heir to all of Romania herself. So Alexander has concocted over the centuries his return and here we are, all pawns to his plan."

My mouth fell open and I couldn't believe it. "You're lying!" I yelled. My mind beginning to boggle with, what I believed, to be just the start of a whole new person. I had only dreamed that vampires existed and since I met Alexander my beliefs became reality. Not only was Alexander a Vampire but there are hundreds of millions of them all around; at least that is what Alexander has told me. The thought of so many vampires made my stomach turn. Hearing this new side of Alexander that I had never witnessed before from a vampire that has known him forever has dropped a weight upon my shoulders and the world seemed to get a little hazy.

He just shook his head. "Sometimes I wish I was, that I imagined it all, but Alexander is truly a cunning vampire. His ploy to take back what was rightfully his has been in play for centuries. He truly has patience."

"You're lying..." I whispered.

"You're lying...!" I shouted and stared at him with empty eyes. I couldn't control what happened next; I ran to Mathias and began beating his chest with my fists yelling at him and shouting my agony to the world. The thoughts that coursed through my head tore me to pieces. Alexander... His face cam into focus in my mind's eye and I fell apart. Everything he did and everything he said was to get to this point in time. He used everybody to get his revenge. He used me... The realization filled me chest with pressure and my head felt like it was splitting into two; it fueled my anger. "You're lying!"

"Raven!" Trevor grasped my shoulders and tried to pull me away but I wouldn't let up.

I wanted so badly to believe it, but the mysteries I could never solve was solid proof that Mathias was telling the truth...

The despair in his eyes all the time...

The mystery surrounding his family...

The reasons why he came here...

The secrets he always seemed to have...

... That glimmer in his eyes when danger seemed so close...

"... Oh my god... You're right..." I choked out with a gasp.

I was broken.

Mathias wrapped his arms around me and whispered, "Sometimes, to lose oneself in turmoil is not the best thing to do..." and the sound of his voice seemed to penetrate my mind and I could feel that familiar pull of his power, but it was different somehow... It was as if he were calling me with his very own essence, it was not harmful or scary as it was before. My frail body limped in his arms and my heart beat wildly then soon calmed. He continued to whisper to me, "I have lived these many years with knowing one thing is certain... Only we can truly help save ourselves, even from oneself." He released me from his arms and held my shoulders, "Someone can help you along the way." Mathias looked to Trevor as he came over and picked up my still body and laid me down on the passenger seat of his car. Dazed and confused I sat there not putting up a fight.

Trevor looked at the two men standing there, "... What can we do...?"