After another hour, we walk into quite the scene. A man with a red hood attached to his leather chest armor has his arms folded, watching as the man I had spoken with earlier speak to another. The hooded man’s silver eyes are annoyed. I can just make out his charcoal colored hair. It’s familiar and always kept in his shaggy spiked way. The man from earlier has copper hair that is a bit unkempt. His grey eyes are penetrating as he glares at the other one. The other one has blonde wavy hair down to his chin. His golden eyes glitter against his tanned and muscled skin. He looks more amused than anything.“I figured I’d run into you at some point Leo,” I say as I come closer to the fully dust corpse.He nearly jumps as Wilson gives a growl, warning him to stay away. “What are you doing here?” Leo demands, nearly losing his hood as he whips his head towards me.“I’m not the one who’s encroaching on my turf,” I say as I bend down and examine the dust pile.“I wouldn’t,” The blonde man warns

“Isaac ,” She warns. “Humor me.” I groan while she adds on, “And don’t even think about going back into that water.” She quickly leaves the room after giving me a piercing stare. Silas is wearing a red robe, looking more uncomfortable than I am annoyed.He rubs the back of his head. “So…why isn’t Wilson going for my head this time?”“You were with Leo.” I explain, touching my slimy tail, watching it shrink. It takes longer than my arms, since my legs have grown and molded together. It’s a reaction that happens when I go into the water. Air destroys my webbing and scales, while water makes it expand.“What is it with you two?” He asks, coming to sit next to me.“Well, one, he slept with my sister while we were dating. And two, he told my parents that I was enrolling with the Guardian Committee full time.” I flip my wet hair, a little annoyed it’s only halfway dry. When you’re part fish, everything dries fast.“Why is being with the Guardian’s a bad thing?” Silas asks, looking intrigued

He pours the red liquor into a thin glass. I take the flute glass as I lean in, kissing him on the cheek. “I’ll be back.” I promise him in a low, seductive voice. If they want to throw me into a room filled with horny men, then I can play this game. I’m nowhere near the only female here, but I plan to make it feel as if they wish I wasn’t even allowed in this room.The second I turn around, I see Alier and Ileen walking down the stairs, with a limping Leo and concerned looking Silas. Maybe I stomped on Leo’s foot one too many times. Nah. Alier locks eyes with mine, stopping in the middle of the stairs. He clears his throat, eye contact never breaking. The glare I’m giving him could be lethal.Alier claps his hands. “Welcome my friends, to the Solstice Masquerade Ball. It warms my heart to see so many of you that I know, and love, gathered into one room. I would also like to announce with great sadness that Prince Morgain will be unable to attend tonight. He is engaged in some other co

He shakes his head. “My servants will bleed themselves for me, whenever I have need of their services. However, they’re weak, which is why you see me losing control of my shift earlier than I anticipated.”“Then why kill them?” I demand.“Because I can then store their power and use it whenever I have need of it.”“That’s insane and impossible.”“Not when you know the correct spells.” He smirks. “Would you like me to show you? You should faint here in a moment. It’s astonishing you haven’t yet. Usually those I bite are down before I remove my teeth.”“Then lets see if I can kill you before that happems,” I say, realizing my words just slightly slurred. Well crap.“Isaac ,” I hear someone that sounds an awful lot like Silas yell.“Isaac !” I hear Alier yell. “Guards!”“Until the next bite,” Mike says, starting his run.“Go after him!” I yell, swaying just a little.Alier reaches me, and I just realized Sarian is with him as well. “What happened?” he demands as I put pressure on my sti

First stop, I go to the section containing spells. I find nothing regarding amnesia. Okay, let’s look at venom. My fingers scan the section, looking for books regarding poison, venom, potions. Anything. None of them contain what I’m looking for. My next stop is in regard to ferals. I want to find if ferals can truly talk, or if Morgain wasn’t fully turned.One passage catches my eye: “Ferals are creatures that are cursed for forsaking the Gods and Goddesses. They are a cross of vampire and demon, designed to kill and feed on humanoid prey. It is believed that the original feral was a vampire, who performed spells to make it stronger, in order to kill the Vampiric Goddess’s daughter. The spells backfired and created a creature so gruesome, that all feared it. When the Goddess learned of this, she put a curse on the creature. To always be feared and crave nothing but blood and death. “Contact with a feral’s venom is a painful death. Once in contact with the victim’s blood stream, their