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Jayden's POV
I vanished out of the room leaving the blonde behind and appeared at the front of Damon's dungeon. His eyes lit up as he saw me. He sure knows I've literally come back with full force.
I unlocked the dungeon bar with my brow-furrowing power and moved to his front. Thanks to the blonde, it's already past 2 in the afternoon.
Without wasting any more time, I dragged him up by his collar and pulled off the necklace on his neck. His eyes widened in shock at the realization of what I'm about to do to him.
"What do you want to know?" 
He suddenly asked, and I scoffed at how he had quickly changed his mind about not complying with me. Even he seems to be scared of death.
"I want to know many things, but first, let's make sure you say nothing but the truth." I said that and vanished with him to the entrance of a forest close to abundant sunlight.
I dragged him away from the tree shadows and made him stay under the hot sun.
He screamed his lungs out as the sun consumed his skin gradually.
I instantly pulled him back into the forest when I saw that his whole body might completely turn to ashes if he stayed a second more under the sun.
He now looks so weak, restless, and, at the same time, furious.
I chuckled as I stared at him on the ground. I wonder what his furious mind could do to me in this pitiful condition of his. He stands no chance, even if he's very much active.
"Let's begin the investigation," I said, releasing his collar.
"First, how many are your turned members altogether?"
"1500," he replied.
"Good! Who exactly is the blonde? You knew the task wasn't just an easy one, and you chose her to carry it out. Why her!?" I stated vehemently.
"She's meant to be reborn as your death mate, but she only has her soul in her. which makes it partially her and your lost mate."
A confused and, at the same time, rage-filled look took over my face as I heard him gibber and mention her.
"What did he mean, my death mate's soul!?" I thought in extreme anger.
My eyes turned red immediately, and my claws also protruded. I placed my hand on his neck and squeezed it tight. I raised him up above the ground level and pinned his back against the tree. His legs dagged in the air as he struggled to be free from my grasp.
"How dare you mention her!" I yelled loudly at him as I squeezed his neck tighter.
"That's how she was able to use the vervain on you through sniffing." He said, Pattering in-between. 
What he just said rang in my head, and I unconsciously released my grasp from his neck and staggered back when I realized the bitter truth. He fell to the ground immediately and gasped for air.
For a moment, I felt lost. I instantly got hold of myself and moved to him, bending to his level on the ground.
"Tell me all you know about her, including how she was born. If you don't tell me everything I'm longing to hear, you dying is going to be better than the consequences."
I said this to his face and stood up, ready to hear the whole story behind the blonde and Jacy's soul.
"Jacy wasn't killed; she killed herself...." He narrated.
I felt hurt, shattered, and at the same time angry on hearing the whole story behind Jacy's death and how the blonde, whom I found out to be both Daisy and Jacy's sister, was reborn, thanks to their parents, Lord Xavier, and his human mate, Lucy.
He told me all I'm longing to hear, and like I had promised him, he's still going to die in my hands, and it's today. But I still need to clarify some things concerning all he narrated. 
"You did well, but I promised you death already, and you don't deserve to live either in the underworld or human realm. Hell is more likely a suitable place for you!"
I snapped and raised him up again with my hand pinned to his neck. His eyes flared up in fear, and I sensed him struggling to say something as I squeezed life out of him.
I know some things are still left unsaid. I released my grip on his neck, and he fell to the ground immediately. His eyes are now red from the torture. The silver bullets in his legs complicated his matter too.
"Speak!" I yelled at him.
"Are you going to spare me if I do?" He asked, making me chuckle.
"If you don't speak right away, trust me, you're going to be begging for death."
I said, and he immediately said, "I'll tell you now."
"It's not just me all this while; he's been the one backing me up, your cousin."
My eyes lit up in surprise at the mention of him. I knew he was up to no good, but I didn't expect him to be the one backing Damon up.
"Continue!" I demanded, and he resumed talking. 
He's the master planner. He's been jealous and uncontent with what he has. He lured me into taking your blood so I could inherit your special powers, not knowing he only wanted to test it on me first. I got to realize this when he later told me to inject just a little into my system and keep the rest for him.
When he saw I had the conversion fangs, he also injected the remaining blood into his vein, but he didn't acquire the conversion fangs. Instead, he acquired the sun-resisting skin, and extra strength.
"Does that mean he's known the blonde before I captured her?" I asked him, yelling.
"He's never seen the blonde; I've been in charge of the blonde since her existence. Although Alex knows every damn thing about Tracy, including how her father used up his power to revive Jacy's soul, he's the veiled man behind Jacy's death."
I heard him mention the last part, and I angrily grabbed his neck on the ground. I instantly changed into my beast form. My claws are out, and my eyes are bloody red.
"You should have told me the veiled man who killed Jacy isn't dead yet, and he's Alex, when I first asked you the question." I snapped angrily and squeezed his neck tighter on the ground.
"You should go to hell first; he's coming to keep you company!" I snapped angrily and snapped his head off his neck in a swift.
His blood splattered on my chest as it rushed out of his lungs and veins. Even as the bloody mafia that I am, I would certainly reject feeding on his blood if it's the only option for me to live.
I brought out my wooden dagger and stabbed his heart. His body parts started to vanish, and the whole body finally turned to ashes except his head.
I stood up and threw his head under the sun. It vanished right in my presence.
Still in my true form, I vanished to the dungeon and stabbed each and every one of his members with the wooden dagger by striking it on their hearts. 
By the time I was done killing them, my clothes were already soaked in their blood. 
I counted them and they're exactly 1500 in number. Since they have the conversion fangs, they would be so dangerously amongst mundanes 
I stepped out of the dungeon and vanished into his chamber. There, I found him in an official suit.
"I've been waiting," he suddenly said.
Judging from what he just said, He seems to have deliberately left Damon to disclose the truth to me.
"You think you stand a chance because you feel you're stronger since you got my blood running in your vein? I yelled angrily, about losing my whole mind.
"Let's find out," he said, leaving a smirk on his face.
The look on his face ignited the fire in me. I vanished to him and lashed his chest with my vampy fingers. I grabbed his neck and squeezed it tight, pinning him against the wall.
"Is that all you got, huh?" He said and grabbed me by my neck and pushed me off him with a hard hit on my chest.
I staggered backward and stood upright. I can see he's really improved, but yet that won't stop me from killing him.
I brought out my dagger, and he also brought his out. I rushed to him and tried to strike him on the chest, but he moved fast and vanished to my back.
He made to strike from behind, but I appeared at his back before he could and gave him a deep dagger cut on his back. The cut made him lose balance as he staggered to the front. He got hold of himself and turned facing me, appearing in his true form.
"You are sure going to join him I hell soon, even at that!" I yelled and vanished to him.
Before I could stab him in the chest, he switched positions and stood close to his bathroom door.
"Let's meet in the Mafia world, cousin." He said, smirking, and opened his bathroom door, and vanished.
My eyes lit up and my rage increased on witnessing what just happened. He just escaped from me! He has vanished into the human realm.
He already made a teleportation portal in his bathroom before I came, so he could escape through it in case he didn't stand a chance against me.
"You sure can't run forever," I thought, standing by his restroom door.
The thought of him not having the conversion fangs lessened my worry a little, even though I didn't get to take my revenge on him.
"We are sure going to meet in the Bloody Mafia world." I thought and vanished to my room while still in my true form.
The beast inside me was really agitated; I only can change back to normal once the rage in me starts to subside.
I got to my room and saw her lying in bed on her side. I vanished to her, and stood at a distance closer to the bed. I found out she's asleep. 
I stared at her face as she sleeps, and what Damon said couldn't stop ringing in my head. "She's got Jacy's soul in her."
Her eyes suddenly flung open. She immediately sat up and wrapped herself up in her arms as she saw me. She looks so afraid, like never before. 
"Who won't be with this form of mine, soaked in blood?"
I moved closer to her and sat next to her in bed. She stared at me as her body shook vigorously in bed.
I stared intensely at her, and I felt my nails shorten. I'm getting back to normal; it's faster than usual. Knowing she's got Jacy's soul in her, I can't think of any other thing but to embrace her.
"Don't be afraid from henceforth; you have the soul of a courageous being in you. I said and brought her arms down from her body. She suddenly looked less afraid and at the same time puzzled.
I lifted one of my hands from her arms and gently grabbed the back of her head. I stared down at her chest, and couldn't stop thinking about Jacy's soul that's in her. 
I brought my hand down from her head to her neck. Her hair got loosened, and fell freely on her. It also covered part of her face.

Her hair's also like Jacy's. The thought of this drove me crazy, and agitated my beast.
I drew her closer to me, and crashed my lips on hers.