Zuriel’s P.O.V.

My attention was caught by Aaron, squirming against the mighty hold of a silver net, his extended fangs and nails revealing his vampire nature. But why? How could he be attacked in a human’s house?

His panicked gaze met mine, he yelled in agony.

“Run, Zuriel. It's a trap.”

As soon as I saw the main reason, the world around me froze for a moment. That living room disappeared from my sight, I found myself standing helplessly at the ruined venue of my eighth birthday party. There was a bitter taste in the back of my mouth that I couldn’t seem to get rid of, my heart began...