Page 312 of The Blairville Legacies

“No!My daughter!” Diana continued to scream and crawled back to Bay.

“It was the Ruisangors...” Emely said quietly, almost barely audible.

Then everything happened far too quickly. A shadow flitted past us and came to a halt right next to me.

“Move aside,” the man in the suit I had last seen with Adrian on campus demanded.

I stood in front of him, ready to fight.

“Move away boy! I can help her!”

I looked into his gray eyes, which were beginning to glow reddish.

“Who can guarantee you won't kill her outright like your offspring did to the other girl?”

I felt my transformation kick in, and my veins stood out.

“He took her to safety,” the man in front of me said, unimpressed yet tense. Then he shot past me and bent down to Bayla to take the jacket off her neck.

Diana Adams stared at him in shock, as if she knew him, but she didn't interrupt him, even though Quatura and Ruisangors hated each other as much as Senseque and Quatura did.

However, everyone was now staring at the bloody wound that the man was shining a flashlight on, clearly showing us a bite mark.

“What are you doing here, Bastien?” we heard from the street, where Alarik got out of a car and hurried over to us.

I looked at Emely.

Had she called him?

“I could ask you the same question, Alarik,” Bastien replied without turning away from Bayla. “As far as I know, you've been expelled from this territory too.”

Alarik did not respond to the Ruisangor but hurried over to us.

“Emely, you called me and said there was an emergency. I hurried and...”

Alarik fell silent.

Diana began to sob and shake her motionless daughter again, but it didn't increase the chances of her survival, nor did it cause any reaction.

Bayla was gone.And I was in shock.

In front of me lay Bayla Adams, the girl who had just moved in next door to us.Lifeless.

The problem was that it wasn't justany girlanymore. It wasBay. I didn't know exactly what that meant. I just felt a sense of loss in my chest, strong and painful.

“Who attacked my daughter?!” Diana cried out angrily, lowering her head to Bayla's chest, where she sobbed bitterly.

“Your daughter...” Bastien whispered, looking up, but the wind, which had just risen and was colder than in recent days, swallowed his words.

It blew through my hair and made me look up at the sky, which had turned dark, almost purple. Clouds piled up like mountains that were about to collapse. A rumble of thunder sounded in the distance.

“Who did this to my girl?!” Diana sobbed hysterically through her tears.

“She's not dead...” Bastien said without a sound, and I looked at him in surprise.

Diana also raised her head and looked at Bastien, whose entire appearance was becoming more and more puzzling.

“What are you talking about, Bastien?” Diana gasped, but Bastien didn't seem to care.

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