Summer POV

“Vampire wings would be amazing right now,” Estelle said, struggling to get to the upper-level window.

“Why can’t I stand on your shoulders?” I grunted.

“I’m lighter.”

“Ugh, says who?”

Ezra was in the car. He was the getaway driver. After I was kidnapped he wouldn’t let me travel at night even when I told him I would be with Estelle tonight. He thought I was a defenceless puppy out in the rain. He wouldn't take me seriously if he saw me now behind the house with ...