CYRA’S POV

 

The room is nice and smells of Freesia: A flower my mother used to always have in the house. How odd, a taste of home. I place my bags on the bed and  start toward the bathroom as I disrobe.Taking in my appearance in the mirror, I can’t help but notice the blood on my neck and chest. I even notice the slight bruising  where the Were who grabbed my neck had squeezed. The rest of my body didn’t seem as bad off though, so that was a plus. Turning on the  hot water, I slide into the shower and start to wash away the blood from every part of my body, taking my time  to enjoy the water and steam.

 

My mind couldn’t stop wondering about the girl I had saved. I mean was she really okay? Of course, her vampire’s blood would heal her, but who goes off one of their own when a member of their respective family had been taken? Did she have a death wish? Not that I could talk too much.:When mom died I did drop off the map. Though it wasn’t like I couldn’t handle myself. And my Ya-Ya knew where to find me in a blink, literally in a blink. I wouldn’t put it past her to appear out of thin air. I pull myself from my thoughts and think about my mission.. Find the one called Pam: help retrieve and secure Pamela Swynford De Beaufort.  And assist in the death of one Russell Edgington. I was not to interfere with anything else!

 

My  Ya-Ya’s instructions were very firm about that last part.I had been walked through the spell my Ya-Ya  had used to aid against Russell’s maker. I just needed to figure out how to make it into something that could be used as a host until the very last minute before it’s used. Closing my eyes, I massaged my head as I washed any blood from it. After all this, I would get to meet my father. What changed? I had asked often over the years, only to receive vague answers and the run around. I’d bet he is tall and his eyes will match mine.I just had to help the one called Godric find Pamela. I needed to tell him about the brand I saw. I could feel the water cool and decided to get out and dry off: Hiding in the shower would not help me achieve my objective.

 

Selecting a pair of black loose fitted pants and a v- neck purple t-shirt and my flat shoes, I walked down the stairs to see what looked like a mediating Godric. I took a minute to take in his form. I could see why people would find him attractive. I mean, he is extremely attractive. I felt a pull inside me to got to him so I did: My instincts are hardly ever wrong.

 

“Did you enjoy your shower?” I smiled of course he knew i was approaching. He was a vampire after all!  “I did, thank you. Does meditation really help you find inner peace?” He chuckled and I couldn’t help but smile.

 

“It can, when little girls aren’t trying to sneak around a vampire.”

 

I could feel myself turn red, “I’m sorry but I need to speak with you.”

 

He nodded, “I figured you would. Is it about the attack today?” I nodded solemnly at him.

 

“Yes, the Werewolves, they had a mark on them. It matched the same one from Project Werewolf. I know that only because I have read many books for my studies. My Ya-Ya keeps impeccable records. She said you once sought her wisdom on such a matter. She continued to track the wolves movements.”

 

He nodded, “I know who they belong to, but I ask that you say nothing in front of my child, and guard your mind against Sookie.”

 

I nodded at his request. “No worries there. I can’t be read unless I want to be .A gift I got from my father, or so I was told. Either way, I will keep you updated, and tomorrow I will start prepping for the spell to find Pam.”

 

He nodded, flashing me a half smile. “Thank you, but you should eat something. I can hear my child stir, Sookie must be waking up. In the kitchen you will see her cook. I am sure he will make you some food, and we will talk more tonight. But this night is dwindling and the sun will be up soon.

 

G POV

 

I made my way  down the stairs  to my usual room when I stay here. Cyra’s confessions, although unneeded, just confirmed my fears. Russell  has Pam and there is only one  way to get her back. I will have to make a call to Rowena when I rise. I will have to ask her when she will arrive, and if she can keep my child busy so I can sneak away. The only way to save Pam would be to give myself to him. By the time Eric would figure it out  I would be most likely finally gone. I would need to leave a letter for him explaining everything.

 

My one regret is that I wouldn’t be able to get to know Cyra. I think we could have gotten along had I met her a few years back. Cyra, if she is anything like her mother, she will be hard to get by. Stripping down to my boxers, I settle into my bed and let myself go into down time.

 

Before the dawn can take me, my phone rings, pulling me out of the pleasant void of thoughts.

 

“Hello ,Rowena. To what do I owe this pleasure?” The fact  that she  called this close to sunrise is curious.
“Morning Godric, Listen here you stubborn Idiot! Don’t you dare do what you’re thinking of! Of all the foolish things you could plan to do! Do you really think going to him will solve anything! I will be there on Thursday. I have been held up, so that’s in two days. We will talk of this then. For all our sakes don’t be stupid. Rest well old friend.” Click, Ah good old Rowena. So demanding and to the point. And that all seeing Mother of hers. They can not stop me from saving Pamela. I will go through with my original plan. With thoughts  of how I would make my plan work, I fell into my day rest.