"Artemis."
The sound of that name was refreshing. It wasn't as daunting as it used to.
"Leo," I breathed. I didn't hug him. I cautiously approached him.
He staggered to a stop. "Artemis?"
"I'm so glad to see you," I said, my throat dry.
His brown eyes stared at me, his angular jaw sharp under the light. I think he sensed the distance I put between us. A hurt look passed in his gaze but I'm glad he didn't push. "It's good to see you again."
I scoffed softly. "But not like this, I suppose."
"Nope, not like this."
"Why are you here?" I skipped the formalities.
"I have to be quick. They're making a decision about you...about now. And I tried my best to clear your name."
I looked up at him, my eyes crystal clear. "And?"
"I don't know how strong your case is, but I tried."
"That's enough," I whispered. Enough was all I would get.
Kingsley's POV
"My brain hurts, stop." I complained, grabbing my temples, trying to stop the shooting pain.
She was relentless, her heels clink clanked on the floor. "I will find a way to stop you! I will find a way to prove her innoncence!" She waved a finger.
I stopped, whipped around. God, she was a headache. "Cara, the hell, woman. Leave me alone." I screamed at her. Couldn't she see I was restless and fatigued?
She flipped her hair, giving me a stare. "Look Kingsley, it's out. You are a Hunter. And Diana is on a death bed because of you. Don't think I will leave your tail, surely, you have closets I can dig through."
I licked my lip, my jaw clenched. I grabbed her shoulders, held them tightly. "Look, Cara. You care a lot about her. I get it. But I can't find anything that helps Diana."
She growled, her piercing eyes drilling right through my brain. Her eyes reminded me of Bat's gaze. Oddly. "Because you hid all the evidence."
I grunted, my arms slacking to my sides. I looked at the door. "You know, instead of arguing, I wish you were in that room, trying to convince your friend from death." I suggested. "Because, it's been two weeks. And the Coven is making a decision regarding her life."
And frankly, I was pissed. I was losing my mind. I started to pace around. "And from the silence in that room, it's not a good decision."
Cara's face crumbled, her lips trembled. "I know her. She would never do anything like that. She's mean, she's crazy. But not a killer."
I wanted to believe her. I wanted to. But I was trained to believe in evidence. Believe in what was given.
Yet, I believed in her.
I looked at the door, I knew she would be in there soon. And I would be called up to present my case.
If victory would be hollow, who needs victory then?
"Kingsley!" Just as I was about to enter the room, a rushing Detector ran towards me. "T-This came in. Just now." He inhaled heavily. "I-I think it's related to the case."
Cara's eyes widened. "Leo. He's a savior!" She whispered to herself. Before I could contemplate, she lunged for the package, grabbing it in her hands.
I stared at her. "Okay, hand that over."
"Not in a million years."
Fury fumed through my nose. "You're a pain."
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The Cravers
VampireDiana Holland is a Craver. A vampire. She is also a Detector. A vampire slayer, truth seeker and hunter. When the vampire world as she knows slowly turns upside down with mysterious Craver deaths, she is shipped to New York to find the murderer. In...