The hallway was clear yet I stayed frozen on my spot. Minutes passed by and I took a couple of steps forward, hoping to see who had been feeding off an old man in this house. Those wounds were open, someone had just done it.

I drew my lower lip into my mouth while walking cautiously across the hallway. There were rooms on either side, at least for of them. He could have gotten out from anywhere and I didn't know who else lived in this house asides from the servants, Grayson, and his mate.

My heart jerked hard when one of the doors flung open behind me. A lump...