Chapter 41: Sofia
Dinner with Aiden was awkward to say the least. He was sitting at the head of the table and there seemed to be many things he wasn’t comfortable about—primarily the fact that Derek and I were sitting next to each other and ignoring our food as we acted like the teenagers that we were—or at least I was—fooling around and playing footsie, or Rob making a face at us, or Madeline giggling with delight at how sweet we were.
Lily seemed pleased with us. Gavin didn’t seem to care. Rosa was too busy staring at Gavin to really notice. Ian and Anna decided to opt out of the awkwardness and eat elsewhere.
Aiden, on the other hand, expressed his irritation by making a scene out of banging his spoon and fork over his plate every chance he got.
“Are you drumming, Sofia’s father?” Rob asked. “Ian sometimes makes some music with a bunch of old cans. He’s really good at it.”
Aiden dropped his utensils on his plate, which he promptly pushed away so that he could lean his elbows over the wooden table. “Soooo…” he said. “You haven’t told me whether or not you’re going to let the hunters come…”
Derek and I exchanged uncomfortable glances.
“Well, we haven’t discussed it properly yet. If you want an answer now, I think the answer is no…” I replied, shifting my weight on my seat, gearing myself up for a confrontation.
“The sooner the hunters come, the sooner I get to administer the cure, the sooner we get to get out of here.”
I raised a brow at my father. “We?”
“You’re not saying that you’re not coming back with me, are you, Sofia? I thought…”
“Dad…what would I do back at headquarters? Train to be a hunter? My life is here at The Shade.”
“Sofia, you can’t seriously be… You don’t even have to stay at headquarters. I want you to live your life and it’s definitely not here.”
“If the cure works, then Derek would be human too.” I glanced at Derek and smiled, hope surging within me at the possibility of us being together. “If he decides to leave The Shade, then I’m going with him. If he decides to stay, then that’s where I’ll be.”
I knew that I was tearing my father apart. I felt bad for him. I didn’t want him to be unhappy. He was my father and I loved him, but as much as I wanted to be a part of his life, I couldn’t leave behind my own life just to cater toward his hatred for the vampires.
“I’m sorry, but a life as a hunter isn’t the life for me. Ben found that hard to accept too, but it holds true.”
I felt Derek take my hand underneath the table and squeeze hard. Aiden’s shoulders sagged with disappointment. I guess he knew me well enough to know that once I set my heart and mind on something, there was no way he could dissuade me to do otherwise.
“Sofia and I will discuss the hunters’ arrival tonight and let you know by breakfast, Aiden,” Derek spoke up in an attempt to appease my sulking father.
Aiden shot a glare at him, narrowing his eyes at the vampire. “You’re not suggesting that my daughter will spend the night with you, are you?”
“Well…” Derek swallowed hard.
“What? So you can feed on her all night?” Aiden’s eyes suddenly grew wide open with horror. “You two haven’t already slept together, have you?”
I coughed out the orange juice that I’d been drinking. I never had to endure these types of conversations before. Hearing these questions from my father and the thought of answering them was—for me—beyond awkward.
“Okay…” I stood up as I continued to cough out the juice. “I think that’s enough dinner talk…” Rob and Madeline were squealing with delight.
“I think we better go…” Derek suggested and I quickly agreed.
We didn’t wait for Aiden to voice out more objections. Derek simply took my hand and whisked both of us out of The Catacombs and into the woods, where we took a long, leisurely walk back to his penthouse, where we planned to spend the night.
“Your father must be throwing quite a fit right now. I almost feel sorry for Rosa, Gavin, Lily and the kids,” Derek said.
“They’ll be fine.” We walked in silence for a while, losing ourselves in our own thoughts, enjoying each other’s company.
“Thank you for bringing Vivienne back,” Derek broke the silence. “Claudia too. I’m not a big fan of the girl, but somehow The Shade isn’t quite the same without her.”
Derek and Claudia had always been at odds with each other. I knew that they’d slept together before, knew that Claudia was attracted to him, but it was perfectly clear that they weren’t friends. I doubted they even liked each other. Still, I somehow understood what Derek was getting at. The Shade had grown to be more than just a community. Over time, it had grown to be a family. They may not get along well with one another and everyone was always at each other’s throats, but should anybody take one person away from the island, that person’s presence—no matter how unpleasant—was bound to be missed. The familiarity with one another and acceptance of each other’s flaws was what made The Shade feel like the home that it was.
Now, The Shade’s falling apart. My heart sank at the thought. War was brewing, the blood supply was running low… The island wasn’t going to be in its self-sufficient cocoon for long.
“What are you planning to do, Derek?” I asked.
He eyed me momentarily. “About what?”
I shrugged. “The Shade, the war, the blood supply…my father’s proposal to get the hunters to come…the cure…”
He didn’t reply immediately, and for a while, I thought he had no intention of replying at all. We just walked, listening to the sound of twigs snapping and leaves rustling beneath our feet.
“I don’t know what to do,” he finally admitted. “I solve one issue and another one pops up in its place. The last time something like this happened—right before I asked Cora to put the sleeping spell on me—I just gave in to the darkness so that I could control everyone through fear. I don’t want to go back there.”
I remembered what he’d shown me in his journals back at the Lighthouse—the history of The Shade, what became of him, how he’d gone over to the dark side. I swallowed hard. I knew how important it was that he never go back to that version of him again.
“This cure, Sofia… Do you really think it’s worth the risk of letting your father bring in more hunters to The Shade?”
My throat felt dry as I rasped my response out. “I want this to work out, Derek. Perhaps I’m being selfish with you… I don’t know. It seems like the only way we can be together. I want to trust Aiden, but I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I don’t. I’m scared that it’s a trap.”
“I can’t even wrap my mind around the idea of a cure, Sofia. It feels like too big a risk. The other vampire covens have made it clear that they are uniting and gearing up for an attack. I don’t know when, I don’t know how, but they’re coming and we need to be ready for that. The island is falling apart and we’re barely keeping things together. If I allow hunters into The Shade and your father somehow betrays us… Do you realize what could happen?”
I nodded my head as I took care in weighing his words and responding to them. The atmosphere was tense and charged with emotion. I could practically feel Derek’s desperation oozing through me. I wondered once again if the cure really did work. What if it works only with Ingrid? I probably should’ve spent more time observing her. I felt like I was played by Aiden, manipulated into trusting him and bringing him to the island—a place he’d been desperate to find since he heard about its existence.
“Even if the cure works, Sofia…” Derek continued. “What’s going to happen? How am I going to defend the island as a mortal?”
I swallowed hard. I hadn’t actually thought that far. Was I expecting that all the vampires would simply agree to turn back into humans? Was I expecting that Derek and I would just skip out of The Shade and live normal, human lives? If Derek turned back to a mortal, he’d be powerless to fight against all these forces coming at him.
I couldn’t find answers to the concerns Derek was placing before me, and yet every bit of me was screaming that this was the way, that this was as close as we could get to true sanctuary at the moment.
“You’re supposed to take your kind to true sanctuary, Derek. That much we know is true, but what is true sanctuary?”
“You tell me.” He shrugged a shoulder. “I don’t really know anymore, to be honest. I used to think The Shade was true sanctuary.”
“It couldn’t possibly be true sanctuary. The last time I talked to Corrine, she told me that she was the last of the witches capable of keeping The Shade hidden. The island is safe from human detection and sunlight only as long as she is alive. The Shade’s fall is inevitable.”
Derek’s bright blue eyes, illuminated by moonlight, focused on me, almost as if he was searching me for an answer, almost as if he were reminding me that I was supposed to help him find true sanctuary. “I don’t know what to tell you, Sofia.” His shoulder sagged in resignation. “Perhaps this is it. Maybe true sanctuary really is just an eternity of war and bloodshed and once The Shade falls, I’m doomed to find one haven after another to keep my subjects protected. Perhaps that’s my fate. Forever.”
I shook my head and stopped in my tracks to look him in the eye. “Derek, you can’t possibly believe that’s true.”
“Maybe you’re right… Maybe I need the cure… Maybe the only escape from this is mortality.”
His words lit up a fire in me that I couldn’t extinguish no matter how hard I tried. I didn’t know how to explain it to him or how to make sense of what was going through my mind, but I knew without a doubt that what he had just said was true.
Mortality was Derek’s true sanctuary.