Chapter 42: Love, or the lack thereof?

Vasilis.

 The next week began with a buzzing, gradually rising crescendo of foreboding in the air. I could almost taste the fuzzy, palpable drone of unseen fear in the atmosphere.

We were all terrified. And if Roman and the others were this visibly distressed, then I should have had my heart in the very pits of hell. But somehow, an intense need to protect was all I kept feeling anytime I thought about those two vampires—whose names I still did not remember—and the possibility of Jade being hurt by them.

I had not known it was possible for vampires to possess the ability to modify other vampire's memories, especially without aided compulsion, which was a rare enough ability on its own.

But apparently, the Vryks were an ever evolving breed of monstrosity that continued to exceed all known probabilities and limitations.