“What do you plan to do about that?” Julian asked with hesitation.
“About what?”
“The fact that your daughter is in love with a vampire—and not just any ordinary vampire… She’s in love with Derek Novak.”
“I don’t know.” I groaned. This reality was haunting me. If I were to be honest with myself, I highly doubted that she was brainwashed. She wasn’t exhibiting any signs of having been brainwashed. She didn’t have the twitches, the paranoia, the confusion… She never spaced out into blank gazes. It was hard for me to accept, but it seemed her love for Derek Novak was genuine. It seems that I would have to brainwash her in order to get rid of her love for that vampire. The idea turned my stomach, and I wondered if I could really do that to my own daughter.
“She could make a great hunter.”
“Trust me when I say that she is never going to be one of us.” I’m afraid she loves him too much. I stood to my full height, squaring my shoulders as I let my gaze linger over Sofia, overcome by the force of emotions that coursed through me whenever I looked at her. I made a mistake abandoning her, but how could I have kept her with me? She reminds me so much of how beautiful and vibrant Camilla was.
“Are you alright, Reuben?”
“Of course.” I nodded. “Give me a regular report on her progress. Tell her that from now on, she is to keep a stake on her person at all times. Also, make sure that she learns how to use the guns. I won’t have her defenseless against those creatures again.”
After the conversation with Julian, I found myself aimlessly wandering the corridors of the headquarters, the inescapable ache caused by all the time I had lost with Sofia at the forefront of my thoughts. Somehow, my meandering brought me to the last place I thought I wanted to be: Ingrid’s cell.
I came just in time to see her finishing up a packet of animal blood. She grinned when she saw me enter the room.
“Wow. Aiden Claremont finally pays me a visit.” She tilted her head to the side, her beautiful eyes set on me, her long auburn hair falling to one side. “What did I do to deserve such an honor?”
“What happened at The Oasis? Why was Sofia there?” I pulled up a chair and sat down, gearing myself up for a conversation I wasn’t even sure I wanted to have.
“Why don’t you ask your little princess?” she pouted.
“She refuses to talk about it.” I drew a breath and revealed the thought weighing on my mind. “Do you not feel even a thread of affection for her? For me?”
Ingrid’s eyes softened for but a moment before the familiar manic look returned. “I’m sure Camilla adored her and on her good days, I’m sure she also had some love for Sofia.”
It hurt her being referred to as Camilla, like her former self was completely gone. “Camilla was the love of my life.”
I was surprised when Ingrid scoffed at this. “Sure she was.”
I frowned. “You don’t believe me?”
“You were the love of Camilla’s life, but I doubt she was yours.”
I gave her a confused look. Did I fail to show Camilla how much I adored her? I doted on her. I practically worshipped the ground she walked on.
Ingrid rolled her eyes. “It’s obvious that you have no idea what to do with that little princess of yours. It’s not like I can help you with that. If you ask me, what you should do with her is place a white gown on her and offer her up to the man she belongs to.”
The image her words painted in my mind was sickening. I found myself seething with anger. “And that would be who?”
“Borys Maslen. Borys owns her. I gave her to him.”
She was a stranger, not a trace of the woman I had loved left in her. “What have you done with my wife? Is there any trace of Camilla left in you?”
A bitter smile formed on Ingrid’s face. “Camilla is dead. She died the day Sofia was born. That spoiled little brat stole your heart from me. Every time she had to share you with Sofia, Camilla died a little. Hers was a slow and painful death. There was no way for her to survive.” She paused and gave me a penetrating gaze that would haunt me for days after. “You were simply too blind to realize, Aiden, that your love for Sofia killed Camilla.”
CHAPTER 5: SOFIA
The moment Zinnia swung the door of my suite open, I dragged myself inside and sank onto my bed. I was exhausted. Every day at headquarters was mind-numbingly routine. There wasn’t a minute that wasn’t scheduled. My time was no longer my own. Perhaps Aiden thought that if he kept me busy every second of every day, I would somehow forget Derek. The idea was ridiculous.
The thought of getting back to Derek was the fuel that kept me going. I knew that I had to find my way back to him and that was the only thing that kept me from sinking into despair. My every waking moment was filled with thoughts of how I was going to escape the hunters and return to The Shade. I went through the trainings and did everything I was told; I was willing to play the part of a hunter if only to gain their trust and betray it afterwards.
Perhaps it was rebellion against my father. I hated that he was acting like a father to me now, assuming that he knew what was best for me, after abandoning me for all those years. I resented Aiden Claremont for keeping me prisoner and preventing me from finding Derek.
“You look horrible,” Zinnia told me as she rummaged through the kitchen for something to eat—right after she had made sure that the door was locked, so I couldn’t escape.