Observing through the window in Sebastian’s room was all I could do as cop cars piled around the building in wait. Their sirens blared continuously while the rotating beacon of their lightbar flashed. As soon as their vehicles came to a halt, they rushed out, armed, taking cover behind their cars before having their guns pointed at the manor. They lay in wait then, their breaths held and their unwavering eyes aimed at the front door along with their weapons in anticipation of what was to come out next.
If I had good senses like vampires did, I would probably be able to hear their erratic heartbeats and see the sweat on their foreheads from afar. They knew who they were here for wasn’t the usual human psychopaths they had previously dealt with. In fact, this person wasn’t human. They were
