“Someone saved her and Freddy, who she was pregnant with at the time. Her own mother had sold her and she basically lived her whole life as a slave for vampires. I owe one vampire a debt because he found a way to get her out.” He says, a brief flicker of pain crosses his features.

“What was she like?” I ask him.

“Striking. She was also very feisty and somehow, even after all those years of how she was brought up, it didn’t control her. She lived for Freddy and once she got to know me and Fergus, she was happy.” He smiles as he talks.

“How did she die?” I ask. I see how hard it is for him to talk to me about her but he does answer to my shock.

“She went out, she didn’t tell anyone and by the time we found her. It was too late, the vampires took her life,” he growls.

"When did your mother pass away?" I ask gently after we walk in silence for a while. Both of us are walking slowly. I’m enjoying just being near him and I hope he is feeling the same way.

"I was about one, or so I've been told. I don't remember her but everyone told me she had a kind soul." He says.

"I think somewhere hidden in pain, is a kind soul inside of you too," I comment my inner thoughts on Jaxson.

Jaxson just stops walking to stare at me before shaking his head. He tugs on my hand, so we keep walking.

"How long have you been Freddy’s guardian?" I ask.

"About seven years," he says. Poor Freddy, I can’t imagine what it’s like to lose his mum at such a young age.

"Can I be rude and ask about his father?" I ask.

"It's not a nice story lass, I’ll share it with you one day but not today." He says darkly, lost in his own memories.

"Ok," I say squeezing his hand in comfort. My gaze goes forward to a cliff we are coming up too. It’s hanging over the woods, a few steps ahead of us. The view is amazing over the town in the right, which is lit up with lights and the left is more of woods but the dim-lit summer sky is what really gets your attention. The summer nights here don’t get dark until at least ten, and even then they aren’t that dark.

"I've never done this with anyone, so you'll have to hold on tight to me." He says. Jaxson walks over to the edge of the cliff and stands on a large flat rock.

"What are you talking about?" I ask as I walk over to him, I step onto the rock and move close to him.

"Trust me?" He whispers in my ear, as his arm twists around my waist, pulling me to his hard body.