Jonathan's POV

I was left alone outside, and I scratched the back of my head, thinking if that was harsh of me to say that. I can't just say out loud that I'm Nathan; she won't believe me either way. I went back inside, and a fire alarm broke out, making every employee head out to the fire exit. I came across Angelica and asked her what had happened.

"Why did the fire alarm break out?" I asked her. She shook her head without saying anything and headed out.

"Madison, what happened."

"We don't even know, we were inside our workplace, and suddenly the fire alarm broke out, making every one of us head out."

"Okay, where's that coming from?" She looks at me with one of her eyebrows rising.

"Your place," she answered.

"What?" I raised my voice at her.

"I said–" I cut her off immediately by running and going to the elevator. I keep pushing the button to go up, but it's making me slow down.

"Dammit," I told myself. I sprinted off through the staircase and stopped when I reached my floor. I saw the boy running away as soon as I opened the door.

"You, why are you running away?" I asked him

"I can't stay at this place; they'll know I'm here." His voice is trembling in fear

"Who will know that you're here?" I pushed my questions at him

"They'll know, they'll know, they'll know...." He keeps repeating 'they'll know' over and over again

"I said who?" I raised my voice again, and he stopped running and murmuring.

"The rabid, " he looks at me, his voice becoming dark and husky.

"I ended them a hundred years ago," I exclaimed.

"That's what you thought." He shrugs and doesn't face me.

"After all these years, they made a new name; they call themselves 'Cazador.' After you and your pack banished them and let them make you think you killed them, they escaped and went to Spain. I turned my back on them because I couldn't kill them. They are not my people anymore; they held them captive and killed them when they're feasting for flesh." He clenched his fist.

"They've come to end me, then why save me?" He asked me.

"It's because one of my employees saw you bleeding," I answered him with honesty.

"She shouldn't have saved me." He turns around and snaps his neck, he collapses on the ground, and a distant voice booms out at the staircase.

"Sir Jonathan?" A voice of a female, she kept repeating.

"Sir Jonathan! Are you there?" Her voice becomes crystal clear, Angelica? She opens the door and I hurried to stand in front of the door, she jumps out of fear when she sees me standing.

Earlier...

Angelica's POV

I stopped in my tracks and remembered the boy that was still there for a week due to his complaints that they'll know where he is.

"What about the boy?" I asked Maddie.

"Sir Jonathan probably took him, he went inside," she answered in a frustrated tone as she tried to shush the employees.

"I'll go in there."

"No! What if there's someone in there trying to rob or something?" Her voice became concerned.

"We won't cross paths, don't worry" I reassured her by smiling.

"Please, be careful."

"I will." I went inside the mall and followed the sound of the fire alarm.

"It goes straight to...." I walk through the staircase, hoping not to really meet a burglar and get stabbed, the siren becomes louder and louder as I reach the 15th floor. I start to call Jonathan's name if he could hear me and answer, as soon as I step I hear people talking.

"They've come to end me, then why save me?" a dark, raspy voice booms out the open door on the 15th floor.

"What does he mean they've come to finish him?" I questioned myself.

"It's because one of my employees saw you bleeding" a familiar voice answered, could that be...?

"She shouldn't have saved me." What is he talking about? As soon as I was about to walk up, I heard something crack. A loud thud came in there. What happened?

"Sir Jonathan?" I called his name but no one was answering, I got worried if he was hurt or not.

"Sir Jonathan! Are you there?" I raised my voice a little and I'm now standing in front of the door. I opened it, and to my surprise, he was standing there, breathing deeply.

"Are you hurt, sir? I heard something and I was–" he cuts me off.

"I'm not hurt, please go down."

"Okay, but what about the boy?" I raised my heel to see if someone was there, but he was too tall for me to know, I leaned beside him to see that someone was lying there.

"Who's he?" I asked Jonathan, but he didn't answer. I nudge him on the side, but I can't, he's too strong. I pushed him aside and he was surprised.

"Who's h—" I stopped. My heart feels like it dropped on the floor to see the boy lying on the floor.

"Are you okay?!" I dropped my sling bag and ran at him and checked his pulse if he's breathing.

"Why— why are you not breathing? Hello?" I started to tear up and glared at Jonathan

"Why are you standing there? Get here!" I screamed at him and calls an ambulance

"What happened to him?" my voice cracks to see his head twisted badly, minutes later, the ambulance arrives and every employee gasps to see someone covered in a stretcher. They began to gossip at each other if it was the burglar, Madison saw me crying beside Jonathan.

"Angie, what happened?" she asks, comforting me.

"I stubbed my toe on the corner," I lied, I don't want her to get worried.

"You're such a soft girl, c'mere." She hugs me tight and on the other hand brushes my hair.

"I'll go back inside, don't follow me. Leave for today, " he orders everyone to go home.

"But our things are in there."

"I'm coming with you," I murmured.

"What? No, come on, " Maddie complains to me.

"I have to, I left my bag there. I'll go get everyone's things, don't worry."

"Thank you, Angie." Everyone applauds.

"Are you even serious right now?" Jonathan whispers at me angrily.

"I'm still mad at you and I'm here to get my bag and their things, so if you don't want to go then leave. Sir." I sarcastically smile at him and walk even faster.

"Fine, " he exclaims, I ran back upstairs as he went the other way. Why is he going down? I shrugged it off and continued to run, I stopped, catching my breath as soon as I hit the 15th floor. I opened the door and still feel sad about what happened, a door was left open. I happen to look at it and open it wide, papers are scattered everywhere.

"What happened here?" I try to put it on the table and a crumpled paper is on the side of the table.

"Hm? What's this?" I reached it and opened it, and a letter was written here.

"If you're reading this, it means I'm at a loss. I'm late and dying anyway, someone is targeting me, and I'm just escaping this hell hole. But I can't escape them, they always know where I am. I need help, I need someone's help, and after someone saves me from being attacked... I was thankful, but then I realized that I can't escape death anymore. And whoever that person that saved me momentarily, thank you and don't mourn for me. That's all that I could say, and beware with the Cazadors."

I bawled my eyes out as I was reading it thoroughly, I didn't expect such a man to be at risk and trying to escape death. I stood up and kept it inside my pocket, I picked up my bag and went down to collect all of their things. Later on, I felt like someone was following me, which made me nervous. I put all of their stuff in the shopping cart and pushed it when someone grabbed my wrist. I yelled and yanked out of his grasp.

"Hey, it's me!" I opened my eyes and saw that it was just Jonathan, I sighed in relief and fell to my knees. I let out a sob and covered my face.

"What happened?" He asked me, he kneeled and hugged me one-sided.

"It's just, I found a letter that he wrote. A-and that he's being followed. I should have done more, I should've known this already." My voice breaks from crying and he starts comforting me.

"Whatever has happened to him, it's not your fault. Don't blame yourself for this, okay? Stand up, for now, we have to leave." I nod and his hand is patting my shoulder, after that incident nothing has happened. But...