Chapter 37: Maid, Not A Maid

Mia's POV I watched with bated breath as Sol straightened his back and his father, Wrenan Montgomery, walked up to us. A long black cane was beside him as he gave the rouse of an elderly man. But I knew differently. I allowed myself to tap into ever so slightly the vampiric side of myself. Through that, I could sense the raw power that the man before me possessed. He was old, very old. I had thought he was at least twice the age of Sol, but something told me he was much, much older than that. "Son," he greeted as he walked up the stairs toward us. "I see you have brought home your little pet." Wrenan, to my dismay, came to stand directly in front of me as he regarded my presence. I knew he could smell the blood pumping in my heart. The flare of his nostrils and wide-open eyes told me as much. Sol didn't so much as shift on his feet. I knew how hard this situation must have been for him. "Dad, this is Mia Rivera." He introduced us again for the second time that night. I force