Secret Bloodline

Coffin

Camila stumbles back as she stares at Dinah's body, her blood sticking her hair onto it.

"Dinah!" Camila kneels beside the girl, checking her pulse which is faint. "Dinah! Dinah, can you hear me?" Camila lightly shakes the girl.

The door of her apartment bursts open and Zayn runs into the living room.

"What's wrong, Camila? I heard your scream from outside," He says.

"My roommate, Dinah... Someone attacked her," Camila's voice comes out shaky.

Zayn kneels beside Camila and checks out Dinah's wound as he starts to shake with anger.

"We need to call 911," Camila pulls her phone out.

"That won't help," Zayn takes it from her and sets it down on the floor in between them.

"What? Why? Did El Patron's men do this?" Camila asks.

"Maybe, he may have sent someone here looking for you..." Zayn trails off.

"But they found Dinah instead," Camila frowns.

"Whoever did this will pay. I'll make sure of it," Zayn says, placing a hand on Camila's shoulder.

Dinah's hand twitches as blood pools out of her mouth.

"I'm sorry Camila but she's leaving us," Zayn frowns.

"No, you have to do something, help her!" Camila pleads, tugging on Zayn's suit.

"I'm afraid we're too late. By the time the ambulance gets here... She'll already be gone," Zayn drops his hand from Camila's shoulder.

Camila reaches down and takes Dinah's cold bloody hand, pressing it against her warm cheek. She knows that there's only one choice. "Turn her," Camila says.

"What?" Zayn knits his eyebrows in confusion.

"You heard me. Turn her," Camila looks at the boy.

"I... I can't," Zayn shakes his head.

"Why the hell not?" Camila raises her voice.

"Because it goes against the Pact. There are no openings in my clan and she hasn't been approved by the Council," Zayn says.

"Fuck the damn Council! She's my best friend!" Camila yells.

"Camila, I know this is hard, but..." Zayn frowns.

"Zayn please, I'm begging you," Camila pleads.

Dinah's breathing is hollow as blood continues to bubble out of her lips.

Camila places her hand on Dinah's blood-stained cheek as tears prick her eyes. "Come on Dinah don't die on me. I need you, I couldn't have survived these last couple of months here without you," Camila whispers. Camila feels Zayn's hand on her shoulder making her look at him. "Please don't let her die," Camila begs.

Zayn sighs as a bunch of things flash in his eyes. Two long centuries of pain and loss... And the kind of effects it had on him. "Okay. I'll do it..." He nods slowly. Zayn takes off his suit jacket and kneels beside Dinah again. "You understand... By me doing this I'm exposing us to a world of danger," He speaks.

"Just save her, Zayn, please," Camila's voice cracks.

Zayn takes a deep breath as he composes himself. He closes his eyes as his fangs emerge and when he opens his eyes back up, they are darker as veins run along below them. "For you," He nods. Zayn brings his wrist up and tears the flesh as blood pours out of the gash.