Free Fate of the Blood Moon's Path by Tiffany Potter Page B

worse.
    “I see. Well, if you could just keep your people in the village and down off the trails until we figure out what is going on up there, that would be great.” He tipped his hat to my father and turned around, walking back down the steps to the car.
    “Will do.” He stood there and watched the police leave the area. He didn’t move until he saw the tail lights disappear completely.
    He stood like a statue with his arms crossed looking around at the village. His eyes settled on The Six, all sitting across the small road in the village, on Chris’s front porch. He finally turned and looked at me after seeing the last of the tail lights and ignoring the Six.
    “Hmm.” He made a noise, “You want some breakfast?” He opened the door and let me walk in before him.
    “Sure.” I said walking to the kitchen and sitting down.
    “Here.” He handed me a plate. Breakfast was already served up. Bacon, eggs, and toast all on the plate.
    “Looks good.” I started to devour it. Yum.
    “When you went running the other night,” He started with his mouth full not looking up at me, “Where did you go?”
“If you’re asking if we killed anyone or came across any dead bodies, no we didn’t. But we did smell some blood. We didn’t make much of it.” I shoved some egg into my mouth, “Where have you been the past few days with the council?” I threw a quick question out at him.
    “I wasn’t going to accuse anyone. I know it wasn’t any of our people. I was with the council and that’s all you need to know for now.”
    “How do you know our people didn’t do it?” I asked him, then paused to ask another question, “Why was there a council meeting?”
    “Because our kind, once shifted, don’t exactly tear out the throats, not like that anyways.”
    “Not like that? Like in the photos?” I asked.
    “You shouldn’t have looked at those.” He took a sip out of his coffee mug. It was all gone, and he looked into his cup like he was disappointed.
    “Here.” I got up and grabbed the coffee pot, pouring him some more.
    “Thanks.” He smiled, “And yes, not like that, like in the photos. We don’t attack people, we know better. There is only one creature who feasts on human blood.”
    “You can’t be serious? Are the Vampyres getting messy? Why would they leave a bloody mess behind on human land?”
    “I suppose they want to start trouble again.”
    “What then?” I asked, putting the last of my breakfast in my mouth.
    “I will decide what to do later on after consulting with more of the council and the Elders. Just stay out of the woods and keep your boys at bay.” He gave a half smile.
    “And what of the council father?”
    “You need not worry about the council daughter.” He stood up grabbing my empty plate and placing them into the sink. “In two nights we will have our council here around the fire.”
    I just sat there not really knowing what to say. I stared at the floor realizing how dirty it actually was. The cracks between the tiles were really quite gross. I shook myself out of it.
    “Alright. I will stay out of the forest father.” I said.
    He nodded towards me and stepped towards the back door, “I will be out for the day Angel. See you later tonight.” The back door shut.
    “Ok.” I said to myself.
    Well, I guess I better get something done inside today. First thing I know that I have to do is clean up the glass from the picture frame upstairs. That picture was a gift from my father when I was a little girl.
    The photo, it was beautiful. It was of the meadow, past the woods, on our lands. It was where my mother had died. I know, a morbid gift from father to daughter right? He had thought it would keep her memory close to me. In truth, it has. Yet, it hasn’t. I don’t know what she looks like, except for what he tells me of her.
    I stood there looking at the photo for a bit, taking the whole frame apart and just threw all of the glass away; even the glass that was all over