Xavier felt the ice core in his body responding to something but he ignored it. For now he had an even bigger problem.One that was standing right in front of his gate with a league of lackeys and a foolish, stupid like grin on his face.If Jake could hear the thoughts rolling through Xavier's mind he would have wiped the lustful look on his face right off.No one could really tell if his gaze was directed at Xavier, or if it was directed at Aubrey, or Jane who stood beside her. They could all just tell that he was looking very lewdly in their direction and as such a brimming hate for him was already in their hearts.Jane could already feel her hands itching for her to get her gun and grab a hold of it. She always kept one on hand now and one of the reasons she did that was because of this clown right here.Jake. The fool whose guard had slapped her once. She had thought that he would have died by now. He never really did have good survival instincts, actually having the guts to run

For the rest of the day Con spent time catching up on all that happened while he had been away. Aubrey had become a risk taker, going on adventures and exploring ruins to find long lost artifacts. She could have gotten her own tv show but she refused saying that the crew would only hinder her progress.Jane had become a fashion designer, and not just any fashion designer but a very successful one, even more successful than the brand she used to work for before and whenever she spoke you could practically hear the passion she had for her work.Xavier had gone back into the real estate business even though he didn't plan to.All in all, they were doing very well and it brought a smile to Con's face. They also didn't look at him like he was some ancient monster so he felt comfortable around them.Xavier on the other hand was fiddling with his fork. His heart kept on beating rapidly and the ice core used to neutralize the poison in him kept on revolving at a faster rate .The animal that

Jake looked at himself in the mirror and he could feel rage bubbling up in him at the sight of his broken arm. It hurt like hell.The skin had been directly ripped off and the bone had been pulled out of its socket. He lost an arm!A freaking arm just like that!Jake felt his temper rising and he had to control his emotions so he didn't burst into tears.Why the hell was life always like this to him? How many years had he even spent enjoying the pleasures of his new life? It wasn't even up to twenty years!In the past ten years he had run amok in Glover city. His father had left him a secret on his deathbed.It was the details on how to contact a secret organization named Horizon. They were a covert group that had gained fame and power in the past few years. Their advancements in the field of modified and altered humans was commendable and they held extreme power.More power than any government could ever wield. He had been fortunate enough to make sure that he pursued that contac

Lisa Frost sneered at the boat of the young man approaching them in his own boat and the frown on her face deepened . She would naturally not have anything to do with someone like him, but he attended the same college she did and she couldn't help but have a few altercations with him.Con noticed the irritated expression on the young girl's face and he directed his eyes back to their incoming visitors. He would have felt better had they not been in a cave but rather on bare ground and he would have loved to know what gave this young man the right to stare at Xavier's daughter so lustfully. There was someone else with him in the boat though and that was the real reason why he had become attentive to this boat all of a sudden. The other occupant of the boat was an older man similar in appearance to the other one who was looking at Lisa so brazenly.This guy was the main reason why he felt interested in the incoming boat. Abdel could feel the smile on his face about to break. He felt l

Xavier stared at the file in his hands and he frowned.It had been hours since Con left, and yet nothing useful had come out of his hours of searching. At most he had seen something that looked like the mark he had seen on Con's body that day, but apart from that nothing else had come up about him being a member of the Blacks.The birth record had been cut off since a thousand years ago and he could not get his hands on any material that said for certain, a male child of the Black family had been born at this time and that child had been taken away from the family.Con's birth was not in the records, neither was the birth of his father because according to this record, the last person on the list had been Rhaegar Black, the last of the Blacks and the heir to the Black heritage.This heritage didn't seem to be talking about wealth too and neither did it seem to be talking about fame or fortune. The heritage was something else.Something that was probably important enough to make sure