Every Family Needs an Heir ☾

Chapter Two: House of the Rising Son

One of Marcel's men approach the two vampires. Nik looks at the man with the funny cap with a smirk. He tries to intimidate him.

"Sup, Thierry?"

Thierry looks at Marcel nervous and worked up.

"Six of our guys were killed in a bar outside of the Quarter. Night-Walkers, no one saw who."

Across town, Bekah makes her way into the city in her red convertible. 

|ISABEL|

Hayley and I sit in my room talking about last night.

"So, you mean to tell me this angel helped in your creation?"

I glance up from my phone where my finger hovers over Jasper's name.

"Supposedly, but now I'm not so sure anything she said was true."

She huffs and falls back on the bed. She turns her head to look at me, her long brown hair falling in front of her eyes.

"Just make the call. You want answers, that's how you'll get them."

I know she's right, but do I really want to know why someone I believed to be a friend lied? I hit the button and put my phone on speaker.

"Good-evenin', Isa. Did you make it to New Orleans?" Jasper asks.

"Put the fucker on. I need to have words with him!" I growl out.

In the background, I hear Char. "What the hell did ya do?"

Hayley looks at me and snickers.

"Lil' Bit..." Peter says hesitantly.

A wicked smile makes its way onto my face. Hayley grins at me knowing its about to go down.