Singed (The White Rose Vampire Series) book 2

Chapter Twenty-Three

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Jonathon and I met Monroe and Yves at the front door of the manor later that night. Relief covered their faces as they stepped through the entrance, glancing over their shoulders with frowns marring their brows.

"We were followed," Monroe a tall man with a red hair and green eyes said, glancing over his shoulder once more, "It might have been the church, but I don't know."

Yves ran his hand over his short black hair. His almost black eyes roamed the manor, straightening.

"Are you alright?" I asked, frowning as his muscles tensed beneath his golden skin.

"It's just been a while since I was here," he said, wincing, "And Dimitri and I didn't leave on good terms."

"Why?" I asked, blinking as I took in the tense expression on his face.

"He didn't like how I dealt with a church member," he said, raising his chin, "I thought he deserved a torturous death, Dimitri thought his death should have been...More humane."

"Well, Dimitri is indisposed at the moment," Jonathon said, frowning, "I will explain that later but I'm in charge of the manor for now and at this point, I don't care what happens to the members of the church. Torture them all you want as long as you dispose of their bodies properly."

Yves smiled all the stress falling from his face, "Good because I plan to make them pay for everything they've done."

Jonathon clapped him on the shoulder, "So do we," he said, sighing, "Come on I'll introduce you to the coven."

They tensed and I gave them a soft smile, "Only two of the coven members aren't here yet," I said, "We've found eleven."

"So, they may be here," Monroe said, frowning. I didn't have to ask who they were. He was talking about their soulmates.

"Maybe," I said, not wanting to tell them that most were already spoken for.

We stepped into the dining room, where we found Lanie, Bethany, Mercy and Lorelle. Neither of them reacted to Lorelle and my heart sank a little as one of their chances to find their soulmates faded.

"This is Yves and Monroe," Jonathon said pointing at each of them as he said their names.

Mercy stood with tears in her eyes as she faced Monroe, "Dimitri said you were related to me," she said, her eyes wide, "Which means you are the only blood family member I have left."

He patted her shoulder, "What is your name?"

"Mercy Monroe," she whispered, her voice hoarse, "It's nice to meet you."

"Your grandparents must have changed their last name so I could find you easier," he said smiling, "It's nice to meet you Mercy."

His eyes moved around the room, "It's nice to meet all of you."