“Kyle,” I called, feeling all kinds of anxious when he rose to his feet abruptly.
It had been nearly twenty minutes since he had phoned his sire. And now, there was an unsettling feeling blossoming in the pit of my stomach.
We flashed downstairs just as the doorbell rang, right before my mom went to open it, despite all our warnings not to answer the door.
“Let me,” Kyle mouthed at me and I nodded at him.
He turned the knob, eyes black and I found the sight of him fascinating.
Then I looked ahead.
In front of us, stood two men and two women. The woman with the deepest green eyes looked no older than the one with the most sparkly blue eyes. And although they exuded the same amount of confidence, one had raw power to her advantage and the other looked more controlled.
The men
