The Forgotten Heiress novel Chapter 1

"Cade, I have a good news for you."

Lauren parked her car and couldn't wait to share her good news with him.

And she didn't notice the eerie silence or cold darkness that surrounded her home.

She'd just taken a few steps past her living room when she almost slipped and fell.

She turned on the light and immediately wished she hadn't.

Blood.

It was on the floor, the walls, the ceiling and her counters-everywhere.

Then she heard it.

Labored breathing; the kind taken by someone who was dying.

She felt her own blood rushing through her body. Felt her heart pumping it. Felt it drain from her face when she looked closely at the bodies. Felt it turn cold when her gaze landed on the one that was still breathing.

A gasp escaped past her numb lips. Lauren took an involuntary step back bumping into the hallway wall behind her. She braced one hand on the wall and the other she brought it up to her mouth to cover her scream of horror.

Slowly and weakly he turned his head to look at her. His face and body were disfigured; caught between human and something she thought only existed in movies. His eyes, she recognized those eyes. She would recognize them anywhere. They were the last pair of eyes she saw every night before she fell asleep and the first ones that she saw every morning when she first woke up.

Those eyes told her it was all real. Lauren shook her head. Before her eyes, his face was changing. His head returned to human form. The muzzle became a nose. The sharp canines became teeth. Her eyes widened even more than she thought possible and if she could've, she would have taken another step back.

It can't be! It's not true! They don't exist! This is not real!

"It is real. We exist. It's true and it is." He told her between blood filled coughs. Lauren hadn't realized she'd said it out loud until he spoke and she just shook her head in denial. "Don't look at me like that. I don't want to die with you looking at me in fear. I want to die with the memory of your smile." He coughed again and more blood came out of his mouth. Lauren couldn't stop shaking her head. She couldn't move. "Don't cry. God please don't cry."

She was so numb to everything, she hadn't realize that she was crying until he told her. She took a deep breath and wiped her eyes, he was dying and she couldn't do any of the things that she knew would make him smile one last time.

"I wish..." Once more he coughed up blood, "Listen Lauren you have to go. Run. Run as fast as you can and don't stop. Don't stop for anything. They can track by scent and they will be coming after you. You have something they want."

"There is a small box in my drawer take it with you and run. Run Lauren."

And she did. She only took with her the clothes on her back, her purse, valuables, the small box he'd indicated, a box full of memories and a very special gift.

The only true thing she had left of him.

Since then, she lived a fugitive life and vanished to thin air.

***

20 years later

She was meeting her parents for the first time.

Equal parts of dread and anticipation coursed through her veins. Perspiration rolled down her neck making the last leg of the ride even more unbearable.