Chapter 113

CAMILLA’S PO.V

I couldn’t even focus on getting rid of Alastair with everything I had just heard. I had known that Alastair was old but I never expected to find out that he was the first vampire. I couldn’t help but wonder if my mother knew and that was why she told me his story. I felt bad for him, it couldn’t have been easy living for so long without the person you loved and having no way to get to them except death. It would have built up anger and resentment then on top of that, my father had decided that it would be a good idea to double cross him. I couldn’t blame him for his actions but it still didn’t justify the innocent lives that he was claiming.

“How do we proceed from here?” Ryker asked and I looked up at him in astonishment to which he laughed. “You are the Queen, Camilla, what do you suggest that we do?”

“We need to find night lock first,” I said in an unsure tone and he nodded as if to encourage me to go on. “Then inform the people that fire works well against them. Let them always have lit fires in their houses and if they need to go out then they should use torches.”

“Good, now you’re thinking like a Queen,” he stood to his feet. “I will speak to Caius and the other elders. They will inform the people. You can get a head start on the night lock. If it is something that important, it will either be in one of his books or in the secret library. I’ve gone through all of mine and that is the only mention of night lock there.”

“I have one more book, I’ll be done with it in a little over an hour. I’ll let you know if I find anything.”

I watched as he walked away and I let out a deep sigh. Why couldn’t people just be black and white or good and evil? It would have been much easier to deal with Alastair if he was just a power hungry vampire who hated werewolves. He didn’t need a sad back story that tugged at my heart strings. He didn’t need the sad life that had me wanting to feel bad for him. This was the reason why I doubted I deserved to be Queen because I almost always felt bad for the wrong people. From his back story, he seemed like a genuine guy. He just wanted to be with the woman he loved, he just wanted to be happy and all that was ripped away from him. He wasn’t the real villain, it was the witch packs that pursued them.

I knew thinking about it wouldn’t change anything so I forced all those thoughts out of my head and focused on the book in front of me. I skimmed through the pages as quickly as I could looking for two simple words ‘night lock. I prayed to the goddess that he wrote about it in his journal because going to the library would have been another battle entirely. I wouldn’t know where to start there since the books weren’t labeled by topic, just by their year of publication. I was getting to the end of the book and I had started to lose hope when I found it.

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Chapter 113

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