-Arthur's POV-
We all look toward the forest.
The asshole Noah comes out of the water also distracted by the screaming sounds.
"Someone... someone needs help." Harley says. Staring in the direction where the screams came from. "We have to help."
She takes a step towards the forest but Noah puts a hand on her shoulder, stopping her.
"Wait. I'll go." He says. He is still completly drenched.
"I am not staying behind." Harley says. "I'm going too."
"Fine, half of us will go. The others stay here." He says.
And who died and made you the leader... is what I want to say but I keep it to myself. I don't like the guy. I don't like the sense of entitlement he has. How he wants to claim Harley all for himself. It pisses me off.
I have never felt like this before. We, vampires, don't have ma
