Walking to Rose's house, I held Onyx's hand tightly into mine. I couldn't risk her running off to somewhere all alone where nobody knew her.

“I keep thinking about it...” Kevin ventured on my other side, the mirth completely gone from his voice. I spun my head to him. “Onyx doesn't look like a person in her twenties.” My heart skipped a few beats by his words, and I tightened my hold over my mate's hand. “If the calculations are correct, considering the fact teenagers' first shift happens between their thirteenth or sixteenth birthday, Onyx should be between twenty one or twenty three years old right now. Her features are...