“He’s my son…”
Maximus’ voice sounded tortured when he said it. He looked at her as if she was the monster in their story. His eyes narrowed, and she could see the hatred reflected there. Celeste’s heart clenched painfully in her chest. She clenched her chest feeling like she couldn’t breathe. This was getting harder than she’d thought it would be. Dredging up their past and looking at how f****d up it was…it just... tears sprung in her eyes as she tried to find the words to explain … to make it better. But there was no way she could say this.
“He is…”
“How?” Maximus stared at her confused. “I turned him into a vampire with my own blood. I turned him with Cassia.”
“You didn’t turn him, but you did turn Cassia into a vampire. Vicker was already a vampire. You just broke the seal my m
