Chapter 4

Early the next morning, I was jolted awake by a nightmare.

I couldn't remember the last time I'd had one.

Feeling strange, I decided to go for a walk alone.

When I got downstairs, I saw Lila hadn't left yet.

Caleb had actually let another woman stay over.

I watched her fiddling with the flowers I'd planted, just about to warn her, when she spoke first: "Anya, you're awake! Speaking of which, your name really suits an Immortal Kindred, doesn't it? I never thought the legend was true."

I walked over, gripping her wrist tightly, and stared at her coldly: "Who told you?"

"Caleb did, yesterday. He told me."

Lila looked at me smugly.

"Be smart, Caleb doesn't love you anymore. Just give up now."

"You've lived for so many years, you don't need Caleb, do you? Wouldn't it be better to just let me have him?"

She leaned in close, whispering in my ear.

I slapped her across the face.

The sharp sound drew Caleb's attention.

Lila clutched her cheek, whimpering and looking down, feigning hurt.

Caleb saw, rushed to Lila's side, and then noticed the flower bed next to her. He glared at me.