I gave Corrine a questioning look, not quite sure what to make of what I’d just been told. Lily’s husband… was?

“After the prince ordered a halt to all human abductions, one of the vampires saw Lily’s husband, Kiev, working in a factory. She took a liking to him and took him as her slave. He was returned to Lily a few days later as a corpse. Lily’s eldest son, Gavin, has taken his father’s place at the factory,” Corrine explained as she gently brushed her hand over Lily’s hair. She faced the young widow, who was obviously reliving the nightmare of losing her beloved husband and gave a word of assurance. “No one’s going to take Rob and Madeline from you. Not today. Rest assured for now.”

Lily nodded, but not without glancing once again at Derek.

I looked at the two children again. Lily was right. They were beautiful. As I let the information sink in, breathing became quite a task. This is wrong. This isn’t how it’s supposed to be. I grabbed Lily’s hand.

“I’m going to do whatever I can to make sure that no one ever lays a hand on your children, Lily.”

“Thank you.” She embraced me.

I completely tensed at the words she whispered into my ear. She voiced out my worst fear.

“Don’t be naïve, Sofia. Vampires always tire of their pets. The prince will eventually tire of you. What then?”

CHAPTER 44: DEREK

Standing there, listening to the woman express her fear for her children’s safety, I remembered why I never bothered to visit the Catacombs. The place made me feel helpless to do anything about the plight of the humans living on the island.

We were vampires. We fed on blood to survive. That was our curse.

Rob and Madeline. They were indeed beautiful children, who would one day grow up to become an attractive young man and a gorgeous young lady. Lily had a reason to be afraid. Hell… she should also fear for herself. I dared catch a glimpse of her, noting how lovely she looked. She pulled Sofia in for an embrace and whispered something in Sofia’s ear. I noticed how Sofia’s form suddenly stiffened against Lily. She pulled away from the young woman and flinched when Corrine gently laid a hand on her shoulder. My brows furrowed, wondering what Lily said.

“It was nice to meet you, Lily.” Sofia’s voice was hoarse and broken.

A lump formed in my throat when she turned around and looked at me with such a pained expression, I had to take a step backward to recover my wits about me. Fear, deep sorrow and a million or so doubts – none of which I felt capable to ease – mingled in the expression of her glistening green eyes.

Silently, Sofia strode toward me. She didn’t even glance my way. She brushed past me, her slender fingers forming fists as she walked. Corrine and I followed after her.

“What end do you seek to accomplish by encouraging her to come here and meet these people?” I asked the witch, my voice coming out noticeably strained.

“If this is to be her home, she cannot be blind as to what happens within its walls.” Corrine was speaking to me in riddles as she always did, but I knew her words were full of purpose. She spoke with wisdom no one else had. “What she does after this will mark the difference between who she is and who you are.”

Through gritted teeth, I responded, “And what exactly do you mean by that, witch?”

“You were able to stand by and watch thousands of humans slaughtered over the span of centuries. We’re about to find out if she can do the same.”

Her words were a harsh blow in the gut – one that made my blood pound as it rushed to my head. “What then? What’s the point, Corrine?” I began to focus on Sofia who was walking several paces ahead of us. Watching the gentle sway of her hips and the grace she had about her, I found the idea of losing her sickening. Is that the witch’s intent? For me to lose Sofia?

“Vivienne’s prophecy about you can never be fulfilled unless the young woman Cora spoke about does her part. If that young woman is Sofia, she cannot accomplish what she has been tasked to do with her eyes blinded by affection for you.”

My mind began to reel. What is she talking about? “Cora spoke about a young woman?”

“I’ve said enough.”

“No you haven’t, Corrine. You said too much and too little all at the same time. You can’t just say something like that and not follow through.”

“Everything will unfold in due time.” Corrine stopped when she saw where Sofia was headed. “I believe she’ll want to have a private conversation with you.”

Sofia was taking steady, purposeful strides headed right out of the Catacombs. Her shoulders were heaving. I wondered if she was sobbing. Annoyed at the witch, I sped up in order to catch up with Sofia just before she reached the tunnel that would lead us out of the human slaves’ quarters.

“Sofia…”

I held her arm, but she shrugged my hand away. The idea of her being angry at me for any reason at all dragged my spirits down. I kept pace with her until we finally reached the end of the tunnel and she walked directly to the exit of the Black Heights. The moment we were able to reach the woods and breathe in the fresh night air, Sofia spun around to face me. The pained look in her eyes was a heavy weight on my chest. I gulped as I awaited the thoughts disturbing her mind to come rolling out of her mouth.

“You’re ruler of The Shade, Derek. Powerful vampire. Feared by everyone. I’ve seen them tremble before you.” She pointed toward the direction of the caves. “How could you allow this? Are they not your subjects too?”