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Chapter Thirteen

Athelaide's Point of View

Everything was going great so far, and my mother was secretly training us for when our father decides to make a move.

We didn't want to worry the guys because if they knew, they would have to report this to the Vampire Council and that would just make this an even more complicated mess.

Right now I was with my mother who said she had something important to tell me, so I was eager to find out what it was.

"So what it is you had to tell me that couldn't wait?" I asked, taking a seat facing her.

"It's about why you father hates you so much," she began, instantly catching my attention. 

"Your father has always wanted a boy just like him, and since Jonas is more like me, he was extremely overjoyed when he found out I was pregnant again, but with another pair of twins."

That caught me off guard and I didn't know what to say.

"During the pregnancy, something strange happened. It was as if one baby had fed on the other while in my womb, so the other child died. That child was your brother." Tears were running down her face.

So I fed on my brother, but I'm sure I didn't mean to kill him. 

"So why does father still hate me so much? I was just a fetus."

"You look just like him and you guys share the same personality, which meant that your brother would have looked like him and since you killed him, he hates you for taking away what he has always wanted."

I got up from the chair and run straight to my room, slamming the door and diving on the bed.

Curling myself up into a ball, I cried my eyes out as I tightly hold onto a pillow for comfort.

I couldn't believe that I had killed my own brother and I had not even entered the world yet. I was a monster that deserved everything that I had gotten. 

Horrible thoughts slowly filled my mind. 

Maybe I should just give up and offer myself to him.

A soft knocking on the door and Damon's voice was heard, before the door slowly creaked open.

"Are you alright sweetie?" He asked, getting on the bed and placing me on his lap.

"I'm fine, just thinking." I lied, well not completely. 

I now knew exactly what it was that I had to do, even if the others will not like it. 


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