Chapter Nine

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Reynold's POV:

"You burned the bodies right?"

Killian was taking me to a spot in the woods. I was still confused as to why but followed.

"That's the thing..."

I stopped in my tracks. "Why not?"

"Because I think you'll want to see them."

"Why is that?"

"Just follow me and shut up."

"I swear to God, brother." I began walking with him again.

"Relax."

We made it to the spot and I saw the two bodies laying on the ground. A man and woman. They were both pale in the face. It seemed as though they were a couple due to the hickies on their necks. Next to the bruises, were deep holes and dried blood around it.

"Why are they so special?"

"Come here." He kneeled down next to the bodies and I followed suit.

He flipped the girl over and moved the hair off her neck. "This is why."

A circular emblem featuring an ornate "V" intertwined with ivy and thorns was carved onto the girl's nape.

"That- that doesn't make any sense. You said you and Ambrose took care of him." I stood up and ran my hand through my hair.

"We did kill him!" He stood up too. "We watched the life leave his body and saw him lie dead."

"I believe you. Let's say it's not him. Who the fuck would want to impersonate him? Everybody wanted to kill him."

Killian shrugged. "I don't know maybe a younger vampire saw that and ran with it."

"It still doesn't make any sense. That's his mark. No one does it like him. Are you sure you killed him and it wasn't some doppelgänger?"

"Yes I'm sure!"

"We're gonna have to tell the group about this."

"I know. And I know this isn't him. He was never this careless and he never went for random couples. Every victim of his had a purpose in life."

"I know. Let's go tell the others."

Vlad Dragomir was the first person I turned. He was a young man that lived in a small village in modern day Germany. He was an outcast- seen as a freak born of wedlock. He was hated for being a bastard. I took pity on him. He reminded me of myself when I was human.

One day, Killian, Ambrose and I were stopping through the village for a night. I was taking a night stroll when I saw an older man beating on Vlad. I, of course, killed the man and helped Vlad to his feet. He told me of his sorry life and I couldn't help but feel the need to protect him. This lead to me offering to turn him into a vampire which he accepted.

He was with us for more than 200 years traveling through the world. He was with us when we turned Jago and Randalf. He was with us when I met her.

Vlad became another younger brother. I loved him. I loved him like family and I would've done anything to protect him. But slowly he changed. Vlad became hateful towards us. He resented our power and feared being overshadowed by my reputation and influence over other vampires. Ultimately, this led him to revolt and try to succeed power. In the end, it led to his death.

"Oh look the dynamic duo is back!" Jago said as he met us in the living room with the others.

"What's the news?" Genevieve asked.

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