Alden looked distracted—almost dazed—wearing an expression that bordered on foolish. And beneath that, unmistakable excitement.
He was going to meet the man from his dreams.
Without complaint, he allowed the hybrids to blindfold him inside the car, obedient and cooperative the entire ride. For now, he was brought to a familiar room—the workspace once used by the former genius who had vanished alongside his mermaid lover.
As soon as the blindfold was removed, Alden slowly turned, taking in the space.
The records left behind by the former owner were neatly arranged. He picked them up, scanning through the pages, his playful demeanor fading as his expression sharpened into focus. He flipped through the documents with practiced ease, fully immersed.
The hybrids guarding him exchanged glances, curiosity getting the better of them. Seeing a noble vampire—here, in their base—was unsettling and fascinating all at once.
Word spread quickly.
