[Lucien’s POV]

Before Celeste had left, she had handed over to me a towel filled with ice, which I now used in pressing against the back of my head which ached badly. The pain from falling hard on the ground should have gone by now, but it persisted.

Ryle snickered as he turned up the volume of the television which had a wrestling program going on. Apparently, he had moved in with me on Celeste’s insistence against my wishes, and had been watching shows to build up his fighting skills so he could have revenge on Tyler.

“Weren’t you supposed to be a powerful vampire? How is it that a...