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I should call Danny. I knew that. There was obviously something going on. Some reason why he’d been asked to look after me.

It was almost like they’d known something like this might happen.

But when I hit call, it wasn’t his contact I chose.

Please pick up.

I didn’t need to worry. His voice came over the line before the first ring had even finished. “Matty?”

The fear I’d been suppressing washed over me. My voice cracked as I spoke.

“Sebastian? I need you. Oh god, please, help me.”

Chapter 13

Sebastian

I’d been alive almost seven hundred years.

I’d been betrayed by the man I loved.

Watched my family die around me.

But none of that compared to the terror I felt hearing Matty’s plea.

“What’s wrong?”

“Some men were chasing me. I don’t know why. I started running and they came after me. Oh god, Seb.”

“Deep breaths, sunshine.” I raced upstairs for my laptop. Determined to keep some distance from Matty, I’d stayed home instead of stalking him like I usually did. Fucking idiot. “Where are you?”

A sob broke from him, the sound rattling my soul. “At Avenue campus. I was walking between there and Highfield and these guys just started chasing me.”

Shit. Avenue campus was a twenty-minute drive even if I ignored every traffic law.

Why the fuck were they chasing Matty? “Did they say anything? Tell me every detail.”

“Umm…they weren’t wearing coats or jumpers, which I thought was weird as it’s so cold today. And they were big. Really big.” I closed my eyes as my heart sank. Supes. They had to be. “Oh, and they mentioned Danny. Something about him not being able to help me now.”

I let out a slow breath. Any hope that I was dealing with humans fled. “Matty, listen to me very carefully. Can you do that?”

Another sob. Another punch to my gut.

“Matty, these men are going to find you. If you try to scream or get anyone’s attention, they won’t help you.”

No. Those fuckers would have a compulsion net up the second they laid their hands on him.

Matty whimpered. “Are you trying to scare me?”

I swallowed hard. “No, sunshine, I’m just telling you what’s going to happen so you’re ready. You’re going to do whatever they say, understood? If you resist, or fight, there’s a chance they might hurt you. So do whatever they tell you, okay?”

“But what then?” Matty sobbed. “What’s going to happen?”

My laptop whirred to life. I began opening a variety of different tracking software. “Matty, are you wearing any of the shoes I bought you?”

“What?” My question confused him. “My shoes?”

“Sunshine, focus.” I pinched the brow of my nose, willing my computer to go faster. “Do you have the shoes on?”

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