The next morning, Allegra, Christopher, Aurora and I all sat in the living room waiting. Waiting for Luca, Elsie, Edwin and Solomon to appear from upstairs. Solomon and Luca were first then Edwin and last Elsie. Luca raced to Allegra's side and said something in Italian, which she followed on.
"What's wrong?" Solomon asked curiously looking to Aurora, fearing the worst.
"I'm fine, Solomon." Aurora smiled at him then he looked to the others, the same expression on his face.
"Someone needs our help." I said at last. Solomon froze.
"Is it the Cullens?"
"No." I shook my head. "Remember the boy I told you about?"
"The feral one?" I nodded.
"He needs us." I looked at Aurora. She knew I was telling a half truth. She saw the vision. Something told me to bring them with, the more help the merrier.
"Well, I'm in regardless." Christopher squeezed my hand and smiled.
"I am too." Solomon looked at Aurora who nodded, she had been in too. Allegra and Luca both nodded as well.
"I guess we're in too." Elsie looked at Edwin who stood silently next to her.
"Where are we going?" Solomon asked looking at all of us.
"I don—" I was cut off by a deep rabid growl echoing in my mind. St. Petersburg.
"St. Petersburg." Aurora translated while I was still in the shock of hearing the raspy voice deep inside my head.
"How did you…?" Allegra began then looked to Luca who shrugged. "We should leave right away." She stated almost right away after her initial statement. Aurora warily looked to me. Something was off here.