I was a little surprised that I managed to drift off while we were driving. It was probably the warlock’s magic. He kept staring at me from the rear-view mirror, and my lids began closing. The vampire who’d waited for me inside the chapel had never told me his name, but I remembered it from that unfortunate meeting in the basement. He must have been born and raised in Scotland. I was curious about him, more than I should have been.

I quickly became bored when Lachlan began talking to the warlock about some sort of paperwork, completely dismissing my presence. However, my inner voice kept telling me that I needed to be careful around him. He was obviously connected to some extremely dark individuals, and he most likely had more of a chance than anyone to get into the Elite.

Besides, I really didn’t know why Oldman had trusted him in the first place. I didn’t want to think about it too much.

Later when I woke up, my stomach growled with hunger. We were driving through the motorway, passing mostly fields and small villages.

I must have slept for a good few hours because my neck was stiff as hell. It was already brighter outside, and I hoped we wouldn’t have to be stuck in the car for much longer. I rubbed my eyes and yawned loudly, thinking about Melody once again. Lachlan was fast asleep, and, luckily, he was leaning on the other side.

Surely the warlock was undoubtedly exhausted by now, driving six hours straight without a break. He was still silent and focused as we entered the capital of Ukraine. I’d never been to Kiev, only read about the city in a few guidebooks, but I knew it was definitely much larger and more developed than Lviv. Who knew, maybe it was one of the places I’d lived before I became a vampire?

“Did you stop, or have you been driving continuously?” I asked the warlock, finally breaking the silence.

His wide dark eyes found mine in the mirror, and he smiled. “Mistress, I don’t need rest, trust me. Would you like something to eat? There is a small compartment by your feet, and I stocked it up with some snacks for our journey.”

“Sweet,” I said, glad someone had thought about my half-human needs. After a click, the compartment opened up, and I picked out a tuna sandwich with some crisps. I was starving again.

The warlock appeared content with my appetite, and once I reached out for a packet of jelly babies, Lachlan woke up. Vampires really didn’t need to sleep, but he probably didn’t want to interact with me, so he closed his eyes again, most likely thinking I hadn’t noticed, and pretended to be asleep.

“Taking advantage of our good nature already, huh? Good thing I don’t need any food in order to survive,” he said, looking at me as I took a huge bite of another sandwich. Food had always been a luxury for me, but I really needed to try and act like a normal person, not someone who had to survive on the street day by day. I was trying to eat it slowly.

“Just ignore Master Lachlan, Mistress. He fed well before the journey.” The voice of the warlock reached me, and I started choking on my food. Blood, he must have had a donor, or even better—a lover. I’d only ever tasted the tainted blood of a convict, so I had nothing to compare it to.

I’d heard vampire’s mated with blood, and they drank from humans because it gave them pleasure. Seconds later, I instantly shuddered with repulsion. This wasn’t something I wanted to hear while I was eating, and that idiot started to laugh at me.

“Sensitive, aren’t we?” he teased, and I showed him my middle finger.

God damn it, why did he have to be so good looking? My hair was sticky and greasy, and his was perfectly styled, shining nicely, as well. I probably stunk, too, and that made me even more self-conscious. He was so pale, but he still looked good.

there, I told myself. Pure breeds didn’t get involved with half-vampire freaks like me. Besides, I still wasn’t even sure of what I was exactly. Half-vampire, yes. But something else—I had no idea … It truly bothered me, the unknown, and

of my second sandwich. He kept staring and I was nervous, apprehensive about meeting other students at this fancy

you going to tell us—what are you? Jeremy is curious, and normally nothing and no one fazes him,” the vampire continued as I stared out the window. At least my stomach wasn’t growling, but

Oldman, had mentioned that some students took part in missions—that sounded interesting. I read that the national council had founded Moonlight Academy, and I

four years ago, I awoke as a half-vampire on the street with no memories,” I answered, thinking about the past. “And that’s the end of it. That’s all I know, so you can stop with your inquiries.” Sometimes I tried to remember. I’d found that note inside my pocket with the name, Jaymin, so I presumed that’s what I’d been called in my previous life—and that was all the information I had to go on, if the name was mine at all. It was a pathetic story, and the vampire who’d turned me must have done it for a reason. I suspected

find him—there were too many unanswered questions about my past. They were my memories, and I had every right to get them back. Besides, I believed I had family, people who cared

for a little while after my revelation. Lachlan appeared shocked, stripping me down with his gaze. The warlock, too, seemed baffled, still driving the same speed as before. Maybe I shouldn’t

Lachlan repeated, and I rolled

rogue and did everything that I could on the streets. The bloodlust—it was the only thing that put me off becoming a full-blooded

must have been an ancient vampire or another creature. I sense magic in you, but I cannot detect where it is from. You mustn’t fear, Mistress. Madame Oldman could run certain tests to

very interesting,” Lachlan

parked the car in front of an old large two-story house. The area seemed to be pretty decent. I still couldn’t believe that Jeremy had driven for

we were on the outskirts of the city. Jerry opened the door and climbed out of the

in the morning. The streets seemed empty, but a few humans were staring out the

I am taking you to class to meet a few other students,” Lachlan said, showing me towards the door. “At Moonlight, you will work and study

a chance to change, or at least make myself look a bit more presentable. Well, I really didn’t have any other clothes

to her room first, Master Lachlan,”

sort something out, anyway,” the vampire responded, sounding

glanced back, I saw a very

and she was beautiful with long black hair, and even

made a funny jolt when she kissed him hard. He embraced her, and they were snogging each other passionately. I felt

explained. I quickly turned around, not wanting

my spine. Of course a pure breed like him had a girlfriend.

all. He was

I hoped I wouldn’t have to see him often. Jeremy cleared his throat, and we walked inside the

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