Move to another country? Seal the deaths of thousands of hunters? What the heck was he talking about?
I … I love you, Aspen. Please just be happy. Do whatever it takes to be that.
Sterling
P.S. Maz froze both of your bank accounts and drained them. You’re on your own.
I burst into sobs, clutching the papers to my chest. Maz froze Liv and my accounts … that meant no startup money for our new hunter service. I was genuinely scared to keep reading, but I knew that I must or Sterling will have died in vain.
Pulling the papers back, I set the handwritten note aside and stared at the top page.
My eyes skimmed over everything so fast I wasn’t really sure what I was reading. It had my name and my birth weight as a baby.
Aspen Rose
Born July 16th, 2002
7 pounds 6 ounces
I stopped at another name. Something Maz told me they had no information about.
Breeder: Marilee Rose.
I frowned at the wordbreeder. My mother? Was that … my mother? Why would she be called a breeder…?
When I got to the next line, my entire body stiffened.
Genetics: 86% human, 14% Fey
The air froze in my lungs as I stared at Sterling’s cursive note.Not human?he’d scrawled.
I shook my head, as if it would wake me from this dream.
Not human?Iwas not human?
I went to the next page and saw…
Olivia Rose
Born October 1st, 2002
Birth Weight: 6 pounds 5 ounces
Breeder: Genevieve Rose
Genetics: 88% human, 12% Fey
Liv. No … this wasn’t … this couldn’t mean.
I flipped to the next page and bile rose in my throat as I scanned it. The DNA modification shots we received when we were little … those were a lie too, just saline. They were to cover up our fey powers that made us just fast enough and just strong enough to hunt the vampires, but human enough to pass as one out in the real world.
When I reached the final page, I didn’t think it could get any worse … but it did.
Aspen Rose, healthy female hunter baby.
$10,000
It was a transaction receipt, signed by Maz herself.
