Claws.

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CHAPTER 19

I'd never visited the cells before- there'd been no cause to. But now I was in them , I saw that they were exactly how I imagined.

Grey. Dark. Dingy. The bars stretch from floor to ceiling like silver trees- gnarled, but sturdy.

Emma placed a hand on the bars as we approached. "Is it question time, quiz master?"

Aiden didn't blink at her remark, only held my hand tighter.

"You think you're right for her? For my daughter?" Emma laughed. "You're wrong- you don't deserve her! You are nowhere near strong enough!"

"You're the one who's wrong." I hissed quietly. "I am not your daughter."

"Ooh." Emma feigned hurt and tapped her heart. "Felt that one right here."

"Enough joking." Aiden growled. "Tell me about your family. And tell me what you know about the weapon Faulkner wants."

Emma rolled her dark eyes. "I wanted a child for-"She stopped "...an experiment and I thought to use Grace to get one- she was in love with William Sr after all, it was only a matter of time- but her child, William Jr" Out of the corner of my eye, William tensed, his gold eyes cold. "wasn't strong enough, so I decided to try for a baby myself- Their father was strong but it was Grace who wasn't. So I used the William Sr to have my own child, Jemima, who was definitely strong enough." Her eyes flicked to me. "As soon as I held her in my arms, I knew you were strong, Jem. Then Chase came along, unplanned and Grace's. But William and Chase just got in the way of everything I wanted to accomplish and so I devised another plan- alongside my original- to dispose of Chase, William and Grace to be able to have Jemima and William Sr to myself."

" But what was your original plan?" William asked, his voice breaking mid-sentence.

Emma began again but suddenly, a crash sounded from outside and there was a scream. We left Emma in her cell and rushed outside, prepared for an attack.

There were only a few of them, but they were enough to cause a little havoc. They had knocked out the guards and were making their way over.

They were Faulkner's clan. They fought violently, as usual, teeth flashing like tiny daggers.

A vampire with dyed, ice blue hair, bit down on my arm, snarling around my skin. Screaming in pain, I unsheathed my claws and struck him away. My blood dribbled down my arm and through my fingers.

In a blink, I remembered my dream- the red, satin-smooth liquid running through the figures fingers.

A voice snapped me out of my trance. "Retreat! We have her!"

My vision blurred as the vampires turned tail and fled.

"Jamie!" Chase called my name. My knees buckled beneath me and I felt myself falling slowly. As my eyes drooped shut, I saw Chase sprint over, skidding onto his knees to catch me, his blonde hair falling over his concerned blue eyes.

"Jamie!" Aiden called.

"Alpha! Emma as gone!"