After few minutes Victor took a step forward to his cousin, "I have to ask you one favor." He murmured and John predicting what he was about to ask glowered at him and growled as if he wanted to warn him not to say what he thought he would ask.

But his threat didn't prevent Victor from asking what he had to ask, both of them were acting in an egoistic behavior to protect their wives.

"Please..." Victor said taking another step toward John whose growl became louder, "don't tell Roselyn..." He continued letting John deduce his prediction was right but before Victor finished his request John attempt another punch, Victor dodged the attack a second time speeding behind John and keeping his hands pressed against his torso to trap him and prevent him from another attack as he kept him still.

"I will tell Rose but before that, I have to teach Abigail to control her urges and use her senses." Victor continued keeping John immobile even if he was sprawling scratching Victor's arms to get free.

"You can't ask me to keep a secret another time! She already was disappointed when she found out I kept Abigail's pregnancy secret!" John replied.

Victor let John free and speeded in front of him to stare at him straight into his eyes as he took a long breath.

"You're right." Victor confessed, "I only ask you one month."

John nodded no, he already lied to Roselyn a lot during the last months he didn't want to lie to her furthermore.

"One month to teach Abigail to control her powers and then I will tell Rose." Victor insisted trying to gaze at John with a pleading look that didn't work with someone as unempathetic as John.

"No," John said his final verdict, and one second after Abigail appeared near John and growled at him.

John rolled his eyes, "I am not in good humor Abigail, don't provoke me." John said gesturing with his hand.

After glowering at his cousin for the umpteenth time John turned around to walk toward his house. He didn't speed as he could use the walking to refresh his mind and try to recollect his thoughts.

"Then if Abigail won't recognize her or will try to hurt her don't say I didn't warn you." Victor's voice made John halt and turn around slowly clenching his fist to maintain the calm.

"Try to harm my wife even lay a hair on her and I will kill her and then you," John replied without resentment or second thoughts. Victor knew what he was capable to do, but a threat was worth a desperate attempt to try to convince him not to say that to Roselyn.

Victor scoffed watching his cousin walking slowly afar and bringing with him Victor's last hopes John would change his mind.

After about half an hour and lots of different turns, John took only extend the routes and did not reach Roselyn having mentally prepared himself.

He opened the door and widened his eyes, the house was full of flowers and plants that grew from the soils. Roselyn stood in the middle practicing her powers.

John could barely open the door as the branches were impeding him the passage. He couldn't refrain from a laugh, as he shook his head. That was what resting meant for her?

When Rose turned around to see who was laughing she coverer her mouth with her hand before joining him in the laugh.

"I am sorry I lost time and I may have exaggerated," Roselyn said when she realized how many plants she created. It was like the house turned in into a forest and the more Roselyn looked at what she did the more she was at the same time amused and surprised.

"Where have you been? Did you find Ethan?" Roselyn asked directing her hand toward him to divert the braches and opened them to create a path for him to reach her.

John walked climbing over the plants and the branches. "I didn't find Ethan," John said, he swallowed down and nervously rubbing his hands together. Roselyn understood she was nervous and his calm tone of voice proved her assumptions were right.

"Where have you been then?" She asked reaching him puzzled,

"I was looking for Ethan until I heard screams and noises from Victor's residence..."

Roselyn held her breath as she felt her heart skip a breath for the anxiety.

"Is Abigail alright?" Her voice peaked in terror imagining the worst. John nodded hinting at a smile but his gaze remained vulnerable and preoccupied.

Roselyn waited for him hoping Abigail was fine as she swallowed the lump in her throat that fave her sore throat.

"Rose..." he murmured finally meeting her gaze and holding her hand to prepare her for the forthcoming new.

"Something happened to the baby? Why can't I be at peace?..." Roselyn scoffed disappointed.

"The baby is fine." John intervened and Roselyn took a breath of relief.

"Victor told me she was sick and worn out she was risking her life and was too weak to continue the pregnancy," John said and Roselyn's eyebrows knitted down confused and preoccupied, where was he keeping? If he said both of them her and the baby was fine then what happened?

"I want you to know that I am against that decision, but when I saw Victor it was already too late." John addressed and Roselyn could feel her heartbeat accelerating even more to be left hanging in the worry.

"Tell me, John, without having mince words," Roselyn begged him, it was too much to bear the waiting and every second was like a stab in her stomach.

"Alright," John took a long breath, "Victor bit her and turned her into a vampire. He probably acted hastily because he was concerned about her life but now Abigail changed forever and I don't know how risky the situation could be.." He confessed all in a breath and Roselyn's eyes filled with terror she remained speechless, in her mind occurred so many thoughts she didn't know how to reorganize them and think constructively.