My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 125

I read the note with my name on it at least thirty times. Chills ran down my spine. The person who had written it knew who I was and was somehow interested in me personally. Was it somebody I already knew?

I studied the rest of the messages from JD once again. The person was definitely a man, someone who had a personal relationship with Elora. He had never addressed her as "princess" or "queen" and his tone had been superior and often harsh. The way those notes sounded, I couldn't think of anyone that had the audacity to talk to Elora. I knew I had to discuss this with Kanan. I called him, and he answered right away.

"Well, what do you think?" he asked anxiously.

"It freaked me out." I cringed even saying it.

"We need to get a grasp on who this JD is. This might be the only way to take Elora down for everything she did," he stated agitatedly.

"I agree, but don't know any JDs. Those messages are so different from the ones from Beta Jax…" I wondered aloud.

"I think it's a wolf, and a very powerful one at that," Kanan deduced.

"Why do you think that?" I laughed nervously, already building a shortlist of names.

"There's no vampire more powerful than King Sariel, and no vampire would ever risk daring him. This guy stays hidden for a long time, and that requires skills and resources. Besides, he is targeting the major vampire families…" His voice cracked at the end.

Then I remembered what Patrick told me: that there had been attacks on vampire families and that Sariel tirelessly searched for the one behind them. I suddenly realized that what I heard in Kanan's voice were pain and anger…

"Who… was attacked?" I asked, swallowing my increasing anxiety.

"The Parsons are dead. The whole family had been massacred inside their fortress-like mansion." I heard him struggle to keep his composure.

"Oh, God…" I gasped, covering my mouth.

Kanan mentioned that Mr. Parson had always supported him, which had given him protection and high status among other vampire families, even though he was a half-breed. Despite the decades-long age gap, they had become friends. I couldn't even imagine how heartbroken Kanan must have felt.

"I'm so sorry… I hadn't known Mr. Parson for a long time, but he seemed like an amazing and kind person…" I muttered while rubbing my suddenly aching chest.

"He was," Kanan replied, a hint of rising anger coating his voice. "That is why I'm going to find that wolf and I'm going to make sure he suffers."

"Kanan…" I sighed, "We can't be sure that the one who wrote those notes was behind this attack. Moreover, you cannot say that it was a wolf that killed Mr. Parson and his family… You don't know that." As much as I didn't want to argue with Kanan while he was grieving, I knew we needed to follow some kind of logic.

"Vampires never kill this way!" he called out, more irate than I ever heard him. "Only savage animals would rip the whole family to pieces, flooding the whole mansion with their blood!"

I felt strangely offended by his description. I had never thought of myself as a wolves' daughter, but I was currently a member of a pack, and those wolves I lived with weren't some brainless, viciously savage animals. Yet, I bit my tongue before saying a word about it and exhaled deeply.

"Think about it, Lilith," Kanan continued, "five vampire families were attacked, and they were all against Elora being a queen. Furthermore, they were eager to support you and stated it openly. Adding the fact that this JD is after you for some reason, it all fits too well to be a coincidence."

I couldn't disagree with that. The more I thought about it, this JD might have been behind the previous attacks on blood banks in New Argent City and Calvets' Castle as well.