Page 2 of Greer's Change

My head shakes as I try to remember why I’m avoiding them.

They won’t understand.

They could even turn Cole in to the paranormal council.

It’s illegal to turn a supernatural creature without their permission because the risk of dying a painful death is higher than the chance they’ll be successfully turned.

I don’t think I’m the one who wanted to keep my distance from my loved ones, but as soon as the thought crosses my mind, my head pulses with pain.

What the hell is happening to me?

None of these thoughts feel like my own.

I need some space from Cole.

Why did I come here in the first place?

“Greer, stop,” Cole commands as I prepare to spin to race out of his house.

My body freezes as the maker command rolls through my system. No matter how hard I fight, I can’t break the hold.

“You killed me, changed me, and now you’re cheating on me?” I hiss as my fangs elongate.

“Such a pity,” Cole mutters, stepping closer as his pupils constrict. “Listen closely…”

My whole body pulses with warmth as he continues speaking. He goes on for a few moments, and my brain memorizes every word. There’s no fighting his instructions, not that I would want to. It’s like my system yearns to please him.

He pauses and sighs heavily. “I release you as your maker.”

Pain like I’ve never experienced ravages my system, and everything goes dark.

Chapter Two

Greer

The Monster’s Den has been an awesome place to work. I love it, but I have no choice but to call and quit as I pack up my apartment the next night. I lucked out getting a place in one of the only apartment buildings in town, and as soon as I break my lease, I know I’ll never get it back.

Supernaturals live long lives, and the real estate market in Haven is cutthroat. I got my apartment when a friend of a friend bonded and moved in with her new mates. There’s basically no chance I’ll be able to find a place if I come back to town. So, my next chapter will have to be my last one. The only thing that could make this disaster worse would be to move back home with my tail between my legs.

After finally speaking to my family to let them know I’ve broken up with Cole, I request the information I should have asked for years ago.

My father is human.

My mother is a siren, but my father grew up in Black Cove, another supernatural sanctuary city. His mom passed away four years ago, and she left him the family home. He never intends to leave Haven, so he passed it along to me.

When I first learned it was an option, I wasn’t ready to think about leaving town, but everything feels so tainted here now.

It’s the only call I can make.

I wish I understood why I feel so strongly about that, but my mind is made up.

I wait until the next night to leave to give myself plenty of time to reach Black Cove before sunrise. Vampires have severe sensitivity to sunlight, and baby vamps are more susceptible than ancients.

Not to mention, I’m starving.

It’s a hunger like I’ve never experienced, and I don’t have the first clue how to feed without killing someone or even how to mindfuck that person to forget, if I get lucky and can stop myself.

My skin prickles as I pass through the ward around Black Falls. Wards aren’t sentient, but it feels like it’s verifying that I’m a supernatural being.

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