*Darick’s POV*
My eyes widened as every muscle in my body seized. Oh shit! I know that voice. It was Anton, an officer sent by the Vampire Council. Fuck, I knew this was coming. I just didn’t think it would be so soon.
Jumping out of bed, leaving Gwen confused, I rushed to the closet and grabbed a pair of black slacks and my black shirt.
"Open the door, Darick, or I'll kick it down!” Anton warned as he smashed his fist against the door.
“Darick, what the hell is—”
I turned to Gwen, holding my pointer finger against my lips to indicate that she stay quiet. My mind was running a mile a minute, completely caught off guard. I ran to the door and paused to catch my breath as I grabbed the knob.
Anton was standing there wearing black shades, a dark red leather jacket, and a black and red army uniform.
"Let me at least shower and get my clothes on, please."
I had dried blood stains all over my body and smelled of sweat.