IF YOU'RE READING BOTH THATH AND TWATN AT THE SAME TIME!! MAKE SURE YOU HAVE READ UP TO AND ALL OF CHAPTER 42 BEFORE YOU READ THIS CHAPTER! SPOILERS ARE IN THIS CHAPTER FOR TWATN! BE CAREFUL! I WARNED YOU! I'm looking at you dani_x_d

Song for chapter : Do You Think About Me by Dylan Scott

I didn't want to sleep. My mom and Constance, Sisca and Kas, they had all went to sleep. But I wanted to stay awake. I sat in a chair facing the front door, a kitchen knife in my hand.

Should someone come in, I'd be awake.

I finally understood my father, Dallas, and Uncle Kas as to why they would stay awake. If someone came in, I was their first obstacle and I was ready.

I narrowed my eyes, my gut wrenching. I was bored, to be perfectly honest. So far, nobody had come in. I looked around the dark house and huffed out a breath. I had to be quiet, since Constance was asleep on the couch. She wanted to stay out here with me and ended up asleep. I guess I was finally cool by her standards. And all I had to do was die.

Having a sense of closure with both my Uncle and my dad was something that I didn't know I wanted. But now that I had it... I felt more hurt by their deaths. It was more real now.

I looked at Constance, sighing. I wished she'd wake up so her and I could go after Konrad. We talked about it, going and getting the drop on Konrad.

I'd unlock Arlis's cell somehow. Constance would get Becker. And then her and I and mom could be the Hunters. Five against one. The odds were in our favor.

But mom shot that idea down because neither Constance nor I had our daggers. Mine was with Konrad. Constance's... was with Konrad. Mom had hers but she didn't want to go after Konrad just yet.

I stood up and stretched. Not for the first time, I wondered what Colin was doing. By now Konrad has told him I was dead. I wonder if Colin smiled, I wondered if he was upset and then realized he had no reason to be. I wondered if he sat alone, crying.

I wonder if he wondered about me.

I felt like I was mirroring the beginning of my story. The story I started when I met Colin. Pretending to be dead to each other's families. I was pretending to still be dead to Konrad and all of the people over there.

I chuckled. "Because that went so well the first time." I muttered, wiping my eyes. I gathered my hair that had grown past what I ever wanted it to be and put it up in a ponytail. I looked at Constance one last time before grabbing a bag I had packed. A pair of clothes, my rose, and a kitchen knife were all inside. Should a sane person look inside, they'd be very confused. But what I saw in it was everything. Not the clothes, not the knife, but the rose.

That rose meant everything.

Some would call me stupid for leaving. I'd call my self stupid for leaving. But I couldn't stay there. In the place that I died. If I stayed there another second I was going to suffocate.

I had grabbed the car keys to mom's car and got inside her cute little black car. It wasn't like they were stranded here, they had Sisca and her car.

I also jacked mom's phone. Why? Because I had a phone call to make.

I sat down in the driver's seat and started the car up. I turned on the defrosters, waiting patiently for the window to defrost.

And while I did that, I made my call.

The phone rang and rang. And then rang some more. And finally, someone answered.

"Assistant to Pack General Electra, this is Win speaking. How can I help you?" Wow. The Sovereign pack must be going through some shit if the Assistant to pack general was answering the phone. I glance at the time, two in the morning. JANUARY FIRST. I flinched. How long was I dead?

"This is Everly Dawn, I need to speak to the highest position available." Surely this guy wasn't the highest position free at the moment. Then again, it was 2 in the morning.

"Nobody is available. There's a high rank shifting right now." I didn't like his voice. It sounded nasally, gross.

I groaned and then pulled out of the driveway, finally able to see where I was going. "Can you get someone anyways? Do you really want to keep a Dawn waiting!?" I shouted.

I sounded like Constance, oh my god.

The person on the other end huffed. "Our Luna is shifting tonight, our Beta's son was just killed. Our Alpha is rogue. Our General's son found his mate. We just captured spies. We have people working round clock tonight. WHO do you want me to get?" He screamed. "I don't care if you're a Reinheart, nobody else is available." He paused to breathe deeply. "Do you want me to take a message?" He asked politely.

So the Sovereign Pack was definitely going through some shit. I didn't even have time to process everything. "Yes." I said. "Can you... tell Kate when she's done shifting that... well I need a place to stay." Glad I remembered her name for once.

He laughed on the other end of the phone. "And now we have a Dawn wanting to stay with us. That's great! Okay." His voice dripped sarcasm like an ice cream cone dripped drops during summer. "I'll let her know tomorrow morning."

Tomorrow morning? I had about eighty dollars on me. I could afford one night at a bad Motel 6 and a bag of chips. Great.

"Thank you, Win. I'll be sure to relay your great customer service to my cousin." I said cheekily.

He took a deep breath. "Can you do me a favor?" Win asked, his voice cautious.

I stopped driving for a second to put the phone on speaker and pull up a map to the nearest motel room. "I suppose that depends."

"Can you tell Constance that Chleo Queens was killed? By Konrad." He asked. "Everyone here has been debating who's going to make that call... but now you can tell her."

"Yes." I hung up and dropped the phone in the seat next to me. Chleo was the one to die?" I wasn't going to cry, I didn't know him that well. But I knew Constance would be effected by it for the rest of her life. She knew and even loved Chleo.

The map told me the nearest Motel 6 was a thirty minute drive. I closed my eyes, took one last long look at the road leading to Sisca's house and then went on my way.

***

The Motel 6 was as nice as any Motel 6 could be. It was in Lethbridge, Alberta, a bigger city than what I was used too. It didn't seem as beautiful as the rest of Canada, but that also could've been since it was Winter and everything was dead. Lethbridge was a little pit stop on my way back home. From Lethbridge it was only a 3 hour drive to Sovereign Pack Territory. Not that far. An easy drive.

I grabbed my key from the tired lady working behind the desk and headed up to my room. I was planning to just drive the whole back to Sovereign and DEMAND to have a place in one of their extra buildings. However, I was over demanding things. Being dead kind of put me in my place. And well... being dead also really drained the energy from you. I found myself struggling to get up the steps to my room.

When I finally stepped into my room I felt like I could barely stand. I yawned, my limbs burning with every step or swing. I didn't care about the ugly shade of orange plastered throughout the room, or how uncomfortable the bed was.

I slammed the door and shut my eyes, falling asleep in all my clothes, my shoes still on my feet.

It felt like I slept for seconds, like I had closed my eyes and then woke up, when people stood outside laughing.

I huffed out a breath and stomped over to my door, pulling it open roughly. "Can you shut the fuck up?" I snapped. Outside, the sun hadn't even started rising. I squinted my eyes at the group of people standing outside.

They turned and looked at me and I froze. What the hell? 

"Ev?" He asked.

I slammed my door and locked it, my chest constricting. I sucked in an uneven breath, my body fully awake and ALERT.  How was he here?

He knocked on the door and I looked around the room for something to defend myself with. "He told me you were dead!" The guy shouted. "And for a second, I thought none of us had the pleasure to kill you. Turns out... I was wrong." He laughed and then banged on the door.

Any second and the door would break down. Any second and I'd be face to face with Ambrosius. I'd be face to face with Sergei, a half vampire half Hunter from my family's home country of Russia. I'd be face to face with my Uncle's nemesis Magid from Saudi Arabia. Magid was the only person with any number of kills even close to the amount my Uncle and Felix have. Had. I remind myself. Had.

And they were all outside my door. Apparently wanting me dead.

"Come on, Everly Dawn!" Magid yelled, his voice deep.

I was going to die. Again. And I wouldn't come back. I thought about opening the door and just fighting my way until I died but... if there was one thing I had learned from Colin it was to be... less rash and more smart.

"Promise you won't do anything!?" I shouted. "We're all Hunters!"

"Yeah!" A thick Russian accent said back.

I took a step away from the door and sprinted to the window across the room, launching myself out of it. Every glass shard ripped through my skin, dozens of cuts littering my body. I hit the ground and rolled, the impact hurting every joint and bone.

I heard them yelling and then I heard the snap of wood as they broke the door down. I ran as fast as I could, my legs pounding and my heart hammering.

I was running away from the motel, away from human life. I kept running until eventually I found myself at a building. A church to be exact.

I dodged inside of it, calming myself down and hiding under one of the long pews. I held my breathe, determined not to be found. I wasn't stupid. I couldn't take down three highly trained, older, Hunters. It was suicide for nearly anyone.

I found myself asking what my parents would do, or my cousin. Or Colin. Especially Colin. I closed my eyes, wondering if the last time I ever saw him would be us fighting and him hating my guts.

The front doors to the church kicked open. A heavy Russian accent filled the room. "Everly Dawn?" The sound of hissing roared through the room. Sergei was part vampire part Hunter, the only one of his kind. "I smell your blood, Everly Dawn. Sweeter than candy."

The pew a couple rows behind me exploded. And then the pew directly behind me burst into pieces.

Glass around the room shattered. "How do you know she's in here?" Magid asked, his rough voice sending shivers down my back. All three of the Hunters must have been in here now.

"I smell her blood." Sergei answered, taking a long, audible, sniff.

I might be able to take down Ambrosius, just because he was only a couple months older than me. Plus, I knew his weaknesses. Magid was known for toying with his kills, and I might be able to run from him. But Sergei... Sergei was my biggest issue. I wasn't even sure how to kill him.

Ambrosius laughed, and I could imagine his blonde hair and blue eyes smiling at me. Who knew that one day he'd hunt me down. "Headed to Sovereign weren't you?" He asked.

I rolled out from under my pew just as Sergei jumped on it, splitting it down the middle. I kicked Sergei's side but all it did was make my ankle pop.

I winced while he grinned. "You are like your Uncle. A traitor, and a dead man."

I did what I could do. I ran. "How am I a traitor!?" I shouted. Church pews blurred next to me, the colorful windows blending together.

"Giving your family notebook to the vampires. Do you understand what you've done! And loving a vampire none the less! Disgusting." Magid spit on the ground, shaking his head.

He was short for a Hunter, maybe six feet tall. He had a long black beard, hazel eyes that watched the world through an angry glare.

"I didn't give the vampires the notebook!" I shouted.

Magid rose his dark eyebrow up. "Then who did?"

Kate fucking Barron, that's who. But I couldn't say that. They probably wouldn't believe me and even if they did... well... then they'd be after Kate and I owed it to Arlis to not have that on her head.

"Konrad." I offered instead, my voice small.

Magid laughed. "Konrad? Betray us? He's going to save us. And we can finally take out the stupid Hunteds." He snarled.

I wanted to slap him and lecture him about how stupid that sounded. "He wants everyone dead except for like... witches." I sounded like a teenager. He was an adult and so my opinions and words went in one ear and out the other.

Sergei laughed. "Then why are we not dead?"

I made an awkward smile. "Good point but—"

"Because we haven't killed you." A voice I barely recognized came from behind me. I turned and saw Konnor standing there, Colin's much older brother. Next to him was the familiar short redhead, Cassidy

I widened my eyes. "Konnor?" I asked. "What the He—"

"I've been trailing these guys for a while. Hey Everly. Thought you were dead. Thanks for the notebook." He winked at me. I couldn't tell if he was serious or joking. Everything was so confusing, I didn't know which way anyone was leaning.

Did Konnor think I killed his mom? Would he save me just so he could kill me?