"In exchange for what?" I asked

"For nothing, what do I need from you, little girl?" He answered seriously, trying to convince her

"No one does anything for nothing but those who love us and you don't know me to love me, that's how my mother taught me so surely there is a reward and I'd rather know what it is."

Wahb nodded, "Okay then, okay, when do we start?"

"Meet me tomorrow at four o"clock in the afternoon here and I will tell you the times that suit me."

"Why do you live in the woods by the way and why are there people other than you?" she asked, looking around in amazement

"Are you their leader?" I asked again, and blood immediately ran from his face

He narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously, "Who's leader?"

"I mean are you their coach?" I corrected

Celine examined him from top to bottom, then a side smile appeared on her face, "You don't look old enough to be my father's age, how old are you?"

Then she hurried back to where she came from, not noticing Zayn, who was quietly following her behind the trees.

She went into her house and it was already night to find Rachel sitting on the seat next to the door with her head down, but she quickly raised her head and stood up as soon as she saw her.

"Where have you been? I looked for you and thought something bad happened to you, are you okay?"

"I'm sorry, Mom, I shouldn't have gone out like that," she said with regret, feeling the panicked tone in her mother's voice.

"I"m also sorry that I kept you from learning martial arts for no apparent reason," Rachel muttered

"Oh, I was in the park a little way from my school," she lied because she knew if she told the truth, Rachel would panic and stop her from going again.

"Okay, dinner's ready in the kitchen."

In another place, a little dark, Harry stood checking the place with his eyes, with Jason next to him

"Damn you, Jason, how did you find out?" Harry muttered in astonishment

"Okay, I'll tell you, but..."

"Do you remember the last time we were at the bar?" Jason asked and the other nodded intently

"Do you remember that girl who was crying?" he continued worriedly, and the other's eyes widened, then turned to him to surround him with his eyes and quickly shouted

"Damn it! Do you mean humanity?"

"Don't get me wrong Harry I swear I didn't plan for this, I was about to prey on her but she was so miserable and at the same time she was so strong and she kept yelling at me to finish her but I don't know why I let her go, I didn't want to hurt her," Jason said quickly and eyes Harry. Still installed, waiting for more

"After leaving her, I kept following her, I don't know why, and another vampire caught her, and she fought with him until he left her."

"But I swear, she was the one who wanted and begged me so much to do it." He justified, causing the anger of the other to subside a little.

Jason followed him with a laugh and Bhyam added, "Harry, I adore her and she loves me so much, do you know that boy she was with? He was her ex-boyfriend and he was such a scoundrel but I treated her so tenderly and she loved me so much and we've been together ever since."

"I'm going now it's getting late, bye," Jason muttered after looking at his watch and finding it was late and hurried out.

He spotted a small refrigerator in a corner next to the toilet and moved excitedly to it and opened it, but his features quickly turned bored when he only found some water bottles in it.

He was walking freely in the dark streets, there were few passersby and no one cared, he was wearing a long black woolen coat and he put both hands in his pockets, not as if he was feeling cold, the temperature did not affect him and he was always cold, but he preferred to wear the coat because it was snowing outside and he wanted to look like the rest.

It didn't take long before he found himself in front of the same old building, the lights turned off, and the same alluring scent that made his eyes turn from green to dark red inside.

He turned his eyes to make sure no one was there and then moved towards the balcony itself

He moved briskly around the room and very slowly approached the bed on which a seventeen-year-old girl was sitting

He cursed his thinking and removed the thoughts that confused him from his mind. Then he removed the cover a little and very quietly from the girl and lightly touched her neck with his hands, then pulled out his fangs and finished them.

"Damn me and this world," he muttered faintly as he paced aimlessly under the dark sky except for the shining moon in the dark of night.

"Jason, it"s me, call me back or drop by." He spoke after Jason's answering machine answered him and moved toward the old sofa in front of an old TV whose picture was a little blurry.

H

e was so bored, he looked at his watch and found it was seven in the evening

He does not know what to do in his life other than eating, flattening and wandering after midnight, but this was not his life in the past, he was the prince and the right arm of Watson the king, but he withdrew after they differed in views and now this is his monotonous life,

After thinking deeply about what had happened, he had decided to go to her again. The taste of her blood was so special that he did not like any other blood, but this was not the main reason; He wants to go to her again to overcome his fear and control himself and tame the monster inside him again

He woke up and looked at the clock to find it was eleven and Jason hadn't called and decided to go out alone to their usual bar.

The bar has changed a lot, the barman has changed, the tables have changed and the lights have changed too

Several minutes passed before he felt someone sitting in the empty chair to his right

He didn't need to turn his eyes to see who was sitting, enough of her scent, which tells him that she likes him from miles away.

"What time is it?" the girl asked in a slightly hoarse voice

"Twelve," he replied briefly, without bothering to look at her

"Okay! I'll get straight to the point," the girl started, and he turned to look at her, waiting for her to finish.

"Okay, then, I"m Madeleine, but call me Mad," she added, and cheerfully extended her hands to him.

"Harry," said he, after looking at her hands and preferred not to touch them, as the coldness of his hands might make her suspect him. The girl withdrew her hands beside her in embarrassment.

"Okay, Harry, what do you do? How old are you? Where do you live?" asked the girl in the same cheerful tone

"Well, it was a pleasure to meet you, but I have to go now," he said, getting up, and plucking his coat from the back of his chair.

'Maybe next time and now bye-bye,' he answered in a sly tone and left the tavern, heading straight for his target.

After a few minutes, he found himself in front of the old building and the smell was deep, but the room was lit, so he waited for several minutes, but nothing!

The room is still lit

He had made up his mind to leave until he found the smell of blood suddenly getting stronger, and he couldn't stop himself from getting up and taking a peek.

As soon as he reached the window, he lowered his head and watched the blonde that he found was just doing some exercise!

"Just that!" he muttered in amazement and followed her as she kicked an imaginary thing in the air as if she was training for a fight or something until she stopped suddenly and looked around the room in anticipation as if she sensed someone was watching her.

"Damn it," he said to himself, and leaped away from the veranda, but a strange smile crossed his face when he remembered those shiny golden eyes,

Feeling his heartbeat rising, he shook his head left and right berating himself and quickly quipped to himself, "I seem to be emotionally drained, that's bad."

She came out of the schoolyard and headed straight into the woods. She had decided to exercise in the woods for a while before going to Zain after telling her mother that she was going out with her classmates, not as if she had any classmates at all, as long as she was alone, and she never knew why?

Why was everyone turning away from her and making her feel like a stranger in their midst?

Is it because she bears her mother's last name or is she just unpopular?

As soon as she reached the forest, she saw the same young man who hit her and knocked her unconscious, standing waiting among the trees

A shiver went through her body, but she reassured herself that Zayn would be his coach and he wouldn't dare attack her again

"Oh, I'm not young, there's only a little left until I'm eighteen," I said frantically, to find him turning to her with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"It won"t stop me from…" he said and came close to her, "Attack you," he continued, and she swallowed her saliva in apparent panic.

"Zayn is my coach too." She spoke after trying not to show her fear as he walked away a bit in astonishment

"For you, his name is the leader of Zain, little one.. Then what does he train you for? On chess?" He said mockingly at her, but his heart fell when he suddenly caught the scent of someone standing next to him

Zayn's threatening glances met him

"Sure," Jaden said and cast a sarcastic look at Celine again

I stood in front of Zain, who had begun to train her in some martial movements. He stood, leaning on a tree trunk, watching them both.

He awoke from his wanderings to Zayn's voice shouting, "Jaden, come on." He slowly moved until he was facing her.

"Celine I want you to knock him down anyway, Jaden your job is just not to fall, you won't hit her again," Zane gave his orders and they both nodded and stood watching.

He gave up the pain and stood still again and Selene had taken the offensive position again

His face turned to the other side but he held his still while his body became very hot from anger and Zayn still watched with pleasure as if he realized her plan

She turned to Zain to find him standing with a big smile on his face

So he established a mental connection with him without Selene's awareness of what was happening, "Don't hurt her." His message was clear, specific and threatening,

so the other nodded after his features softened a little.

He approached Celine and reached out, scattering her mother's blonde hair as he pulled a large piece of chocolate out of his pocket and said, "That's because you're my best intern."

I happily pulled it out of his hands and he laughed and pulled out another piece whispering, "This is for your mother's sake, what's her name by the way?"