Your not so faithful daughter,
Isadora
This sibling of mine would be the death of me. Did she know that by simply putting my name in her note that she had doomed me?
“Find her.”
My head snapped back, staring up at his towering form. How dare he request something so impossible? “But father—.”
He snarled, fangs bared as he used his influence to silence me. His gold eyes bore into mine, challenging me to fight back. I knew I wouldn’t win and chose after a few useless seconds to give into his request and bow my head.
“Fine, I will find someone who can track her down and bring her back.”
“No, you will personally travel to the human realm and you will be the one to retrieve your sister. Fail in your mission and don’t even bother returning to this house.”
“What did I just walk into?” A delicate voice came from behind my father. His mate, Elizabeth, stood there in her nightgown. Blonde curls slightly rused and her still glassy eyes revealed she had been woken up by us.
“My love, you shouldn’t—.”
“Did you threaten to not let Lucien return? How can you say that when he is your successor? Your blood?” Her arms folded, disappointment attempting to twist her face from its tiredness.
“Isadora is missing and it’s his fault.”
She looked at the note in my hand and in a blink she was kneeling beside me with it in her hand. I watched her eyes scan the text, softening with less urgency than she had approached me with.
“It seems Isadora has decided to find herself. How are you going to deny her this? She can protect herself."
“She is my daughter. She needs to be here.”
“She is scared.” I realized then that she was rubbing my back with comforting circles. It lifted my attention and I sat back on my feet. She wasn’t looking at me, but at my father who she was clearly upset with. Her sleepiness disappeared so her disappointment was evident. “I told her about your plans to marry her off and it seems she reacted the way she wanted for once. I am proud of her.”
“You told her?” I frowned. She nodded, smiling with a hand now outstretched to me. I reluctantly accepted, knowing that denying her in front of my father would only worsen my increasing punishment. “Why?”
“I only want what’s best for you two. Now, go bring your sister home and if you cannot convince her to return then we will accept her decision. And I will ensure your father has no complaints about your return.”
My father gave a disapproving grunt, but didn’t voice his disagreement aloud. He wouldn’t as long as Elizabeth was here. With that understanding, I knew I should leave before he could have a moment alone with me. Elizabeth left my side to enter my father’s arms, allowing me my window for escape.
Then I was on my way to my next shield and it also just so happened to be who would know where to start.
Ambrose Amonette was constantly in everyone’s business within the family, keeping tabs on our routines and who we associated with. The young vampire may defend it withthe intent to protect the family, but it was creepy. The kid was unsettling.
However, just as I entered his room, I found his powerless twin sister hanging half out of their window with a backpack. She was also trying to run away? Not on my watch. I quickly pulled her back inside by her pack, hearing her feet squeal against the planks of her floor.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” I demanded, using the same tone my father had just used on me. It was effective enough that she didn’t attempt to flee.
“Ambrose is missing.”
“Isadora ran away.”
The two, while insane to connect, did seem to connect. My reckless sister and her poignant brother left on the same night. “Ambrose must have chased after her. I know you have no magic, but maybe you’ve got that weird twin telepathy the mundane world has?”
She scoffed in offense, pouting almost immediately. “No I don’t have that either. Thanks for the reminder.”
“Well, then you’re no help so I’ll have to question Isadora’s friends.”
She reached out then, gripping my leather coat. I looked down at her small fingers curling into my clothes, disgusted at the contact, but she didn’t remove herself. “Wait! I know the town!”
“Fine. Tell me.”
