couldn’t leave without him and he knew it.
“And Eli is to be reinstated as my guardian
angel,” I muttered to Lucian.
Lucian rubbed his index finger across his
top lip in thought.
“I may be a vampire, Miss Moore, but I
still stand strongly against Guardian Angel and God-slash-Goddess
relationships.”
“There is no relationship between Mr De
Luca and I.”
“Please,” Ludiia scoffed. “The sexual
tension is suffocating me.”
I scowled at her.
“Ludiia is right. It’s painfully obvious
the feelings you have for each other. Your actions speak louder than your
words. It’s disgusting.”
“I have a boyfriend. His name is Hunter and
he’s a god,” I lied, dropping my gaze to the floor. I hoped it would better our
chances and take the scrutiny off Eli and I. I was still mad at him for what he
did, but if dropping his name helped, it was the least he could do for me.
“Hunter Reeves?”
I didn’t know Hunter’s last name but I
nodded anyway. I glanced up at Lucian, who was rubbing his chin, pondering my
conditions.
“Fine. You have a deal. I expect you back
here on Friday. You have six days to get your shit together.”
I exhaled, but I wasn’t relieved, although I
should celebrate every small victory I get over a vampire. Vampires aren’t
usually known for negotiating. I must have something he really wants.
“If you breathe a word about this to
anyone, I will destroy your school and everyone you know.”
In entered the masked men with guns that
escorted us in earlier.
“Oh, can’t I keep him?” Ludiia complained.
“Not anymore.” Lucian replied.
I turned and met her eyes before we exited.
She no longer smiled her impudent smile. She glared at me, her jaw clenched.
Out in the open the trees rustled loudly
against the cool night breeze, giving an eerie feel. For a moment I forgot
where we were. The tent seemed like a permanent structure, not a temporary one
set up just outside my school.
My home.
The sounds of the dry crackling leaves
beneath our feet were sending shivers down my spine. I was on edge. I glanced
over my shoulder and the three anonymous men were gone, leaving Eli and I alone
in the bush. The tress cast freaky shadows on the clear path. I tried to force
the unwanted images of being mauled to death by vampires from my mind. I needed
to get to the safety of my dorm.
“Are you okay?” Eli’s voice was low and
rough with anxiety.
Was I okay? Well, it wasn’t the first thing
I expected him to say. Where was the chastising I was so positive I’d receive
from him? “I-I’m okay.” I stuttered nervously.
He fell silent once again. I could see the
school in the distance. So close, yet so far away.
“I have to admit, I thought you would be a
lot angrier with me.”
I caught a glimpse of Eli’s face briefly as
the gap in the trees made room for the moonlight. His lips quirked up into half
a smile, something I wasn’t expecting.
“There’s no need for me to be angry. What’s
done is done. I’m just glad we got out of there alive, for now, anyway.”
He felt so distant. I resisted the urge to
cling to him, forcing us together.
“You think we’re going to die?”
“There’s a high possibility, I suppose.” He
was polite, as if he were barely interested.
His words hurt, not literally, of course.
It was just difficult for me to hear. Eli was always so positive and strong. I’d
never seen him doubt himself before now.
I swallowed hard, forcing the annoying
questions I wanted to ask back down my throat. I should be mad at him,
shouldn’t I? As far as Lucian was concerned, Eli and Aleksandrov lied to me.
There was another reason why I hadn’t fully turned, why Hank wanted me so
badly.
“Will you tell me?”
“No,” he said curtly. He knew what I was
talking about.
“Why not? It’s my life, I deserve to know.”
“You said you didn’t want to hear any more
information.”
“Not from him. I want to hear it from you.”
“I can’t tell
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