ANGELA AJAX
“You belong to us, we came here to find you and take you home,” The man said, smiling at me.
“This is my home,” I said.
“Of course, but if you continue living here, they are going to kill you. You need to come with us to our Kingdom because we are your family, and we share the same blood. We risked our lives to come and get you in this Kingdom,”
“I will need to talk to my mother and grandmother about this.” I do not even know these two people; it is a man and a woman, pale-skinned, preternatural beauty, fangs, red lips. They actually look like dead people, and I should be scared, but I am not. I did not even ask them who they are, but my spirit is calm with them.
The woman walked toward me and then opened her arms before she hugged me and then rubbed my back, not sayi
