My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

Ezra sat alone in his office, his fingers pressed to his temples.

He hadn't been home for the past few days and this had given him all the time in the world to think.

At first, his mind had run around in circles, spinning as he thought about everything.

It hadn't been helped by the fact that Gen had disappeared. She'd vanished into the city without a trace as if she knew her secret was up.

She probably did.

She hadn't come home and hadn't returned to HQ either.

At this point, there was only one conclusion.

Gen was the killer.

In hindsight, it all seems clear now.

She was always the first one to find things related to the case. It had seemed like her former peacekeeper training but now he knew better.

She hadn't hid the fact that she once lived in Faewall or the fact that she had people she was preparing to fight again.

He had just never thought she'd go on a killing spree.

He'd had Olivia and Red scour the streets. They had combed through the places Gen frequented, but they had found nothing.

It was only when Gen left that they all realized just how much she added life to their coven.

She was the one with the crazy schemes and the rigorous activities.

But now, he had questions. Far too many of them.

And every one of those questions led back to Gen.

He would apparently kill her and destroy Faewall in the process.

No.

There was no way he would do that.

He was an Eternal. He hadn't lost his humanity and wouldn't just wipe out a city and kill his wife for nothing.

But there was no time for introspection, not when the situation was spinning out of control.
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He stood abruptly, leaving his office and heading for the cells.

There was only one person left who might provide answers, and that was Connell, or whatever was possessing her.

As he walked down the narrow corridor to the cells, his thoughts lingered on Gen.

Where had she gone? What was she hiding?

If he knew Gen was the killer, then James surely knew.

Then, why was he doing nothing?

Ezra knew the man was involved in all this but how?

He shook the thought from his mind as he arrived at the cells.

The moment he stepped into Connell's cell, he was greeted with the same unsettling presence he had felt before.

Connell sat in the center of the cell, her posture relaxed but unnervingly confident.

Her eyes gleamed with amusement, a slow smile creeping across her lips as Ezra entered.

It seemed he was lucky. He was meeting Connell's entity this time.

Whatever or whoever was possessing her, because that can't be Connell, didn't stay for too long.

It always disappears for long stretches of time.

Ezra's guess was that possessing her took vitality and they had to recharge themselves.

"You're back." Connell said. "I was wondering when you'd return."

Ezra wasted no time. He crossed the room, standing directly in front of her, his voice sharp. "Where is she? Where is Genesis?"

"The beginning of the end." Connell's eyes flashed with something Ezra couldn't quite place. "She's gone, Captain. She's not coming back."

Ezra's jaw clenched. "What do you know?"

Connell leaned back slightly, her smile pasted on her face. "I know a lot of things. I know what you'll do, Ezra Matten. I know how this all ends."

Ezra frowned in frustration. "What the hell are you talking about? Spell it out for me to hear."

Connell's voice took on a sing-song quality, her words slipping into an eerie, almost prophetic tone.

"You'll find her, eventually. You'll do all the things you think you'll never do. And when you do, Faewall will burn. You will destroy it. Tear it apart piece by piece. Until… there's nothing left but ashes."

Ezra's vitality surged inside of him. "You're wrong." He said, his voice low. "I won't do that. I won't destroy Faewall. I would never-"

Connell cut him off with a soft laugh, the sound echoing off the cold stone walls of the cell.

"You say that now, but you haven't found what you came to Faewall for, have you?"

Ezra stilled, her words sending a shiver down his spine.

She knew he'd come to Faewall searching for something.

He still didn't know what had drawn him here in the first place but here was Connell, telling him about it.

"What are you talking about?" Ezra demanded, his voice harsh. "Do you know what I came here for?"

Connell chuckled, her iris rotating slowly in her eyes. "You don't even know what it is, do you?"

"The thing that called you here is out in the open for you to see. And when you finally find it, when you realize what's been waiting for you, then you'll understand. You'll do everything I've said you will."

Ezra shook his head, rejecting her words. "I don't know where your confidence is coming from but I do know one thing. I won't destroy Faewall. I won't become the thing you're describing."

Connell's smile widened, her eyes filled with a strange kind of certainty.

"Oh, but you will. You'll find it. What you've been searching for all these years. And when you do, the choice won't be yours to make."

"What are you?" Ezra whispered.

"You know exactly what, or who, I am, Ezra Matten. You're just too afraid to admit it."

Ezra took a step back, his mind racing. No. She wasn't that.

She leaned forward, her voice dropping to a near whisper. "You know it, Ezra Matten."

Ezra's eyes snapped up to meet hers. "No. You're not Connelly. You can't be."

"But I am." Connelly chuckled. "I am Connelly from the future. I was there when you did all those things, Ezra Matten. I saw them with my own eyes."

"No! Even if what you say is right, the future can be changed!" Ezra snarled, his eyes blazing.

"You can't hide from the truth, no matter how dangerous it is. You'll try your very best but by the time the truth catches up with you… it will be too late."