Emily's eyes were locked on Victor's, her mind racing with questions. What did he mean, she was a key part of their history? What secrets was he hiding?
"Tell me," Emily demanded, her voice firm. "What do you mean?"
Victor smiled, a small, enigmatic smile. "You are a direct descendant of the first vampire," he said. "The first of our kind."
Emily felt like she had been punched in the gut. She stumbled backward, her eyes wide with shock.
"That's impossible," Emily stammered. "I would know if..."
Victor shook his head. "You were kept in the dark, Emily. Your parents, they didn't want you to know. They wanted to protect you."
Emily's mind was reeling. She thought back to her childhood, to the strange stories her parents used to tell her. Stories of ancestors and bloodlines.
"It's true," Emily whispered. "My parents used to tell me stories..."
Victor nodded. "Yes. They were trying to prepare you, without revealing too much."
Emily felt like her whole world was crumbling around her. She thought she knew who she was, but now...now she wasn't so sure.
"What does this mean?" Emily asked, her voice shaking.
Victor's eyes seemed to bore into hers. "It means you have a crucial role to play in our future," he said. "A future that is uncertain, and fraught with danger."
Emily swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that her life was about to change forever.