𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 {𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜} - 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 [1] ✔️

10. INTRODUCTION

I TURNED TO CARLISLE WITH A BURNING QUESTION THAT HAD been nagging at me as we made our way through Forks Airport, preparing to board a plane to BWI Airport. "So, those people in London, you know them?" I inquired, my interest piqued.

He nodded, a faint smile dancing on his lips. "He's been a close friend of mine for quite some time," he replied.

"By quite some time, do you mean centuries?" I teased, but Carlisle's expression remained solemn.

"The leader of the coven is named Gabriel. The two co-leaders are Joseph and Simon. I resided with the coven for many years before departing for the New World, or America as it is now called," he explained.

I was captivated by his connection to the London coven. "Seems like you guys have a strong bond," I remarked.

Carlisle chuckled softly. "Well, Gabriel was the one who changed me."

"Really?" I exclaimed, taken aback by the revelation.

"Yes, he saved me from a life of suffering and loneliness. I owe him a great deal," Carlisle replied, his eyes reflecting gratitude.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe towards Gabriel and the London coven. "What are they like? Are they similar to you in any way?" I inquired, eager to learn more about this mysterious group of vampires.

"They share our values of compassion and restraint, but they have their own unique customs and traditions," Carlisle explained. "They drink animal blood like me and my family and have a deep respect for human life, striving to coexist peacefully with them."

"I'm guessing you're not the human blood sort of guy," I said, trying to hide my revulsion at the thought.

"I don't like the idea of taking someone's life to let me live," he admitted. "When I discovered that I can drink animal blood, I tried to perfect the diet. It took me years, but I managed to get the hang of it."

"I wish I could say the same," I muttered, feeling ashamed of my own struggles with the diet.

"Don't worry. You'll get used to your diet," Carlisle reassured me. "You're not the first vampire that came to me for help to escape."

I was taken aback by his words. "Who was the first vampire you helped escape?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.

But Carlisle just smiled enigmatically, his eyes twinkling with secrets. "That's a story for another time," he said, and I knew not to press the matter any further.

As we continued our conversation, I couldn't shake the feeling of excitement and anticipation at the thought of meeting the London coven. Their history and connection to Carlisle only added to the mystery and allure of the vampire world that I had become a part of.

As we settled into our seats on the plane, I couldn't help but wonder about the dynamics of the London coven. What kind of vampires were they? Were they as compassionate and ethical as Carlisle? I made a mental note to ask him more about his time with them once we landed in Baltimore.

Throughout the flight, Carlisle shared stories of his past with the London coven. He spoke of their shared struggles and triumphs, their unwavering loyalty to each other, and their commitment to living peacefully among humans. It was clear that the bond between them ran deep, forged through centuries of friendship and mutual respect.

As we touched down at BWI Airport, I couldn't shake the feeling of awe and admiration for the London coven. Their existence was a testament to the possibility of vampires living harmoniously with humans, a concept that seemed almost impossible in the world I had known before meeting Carlisle and his family.