“If he’s found us, why
aren’t we staying here to fight?” Addie asked. “It’s certainly much more
defensible that either of our places, and with the wards I’m certain you have
in place, whoever he’s sending won’t be able to get within a thousand yards of
us without you’re knowing.”
Shan scowled angrily. “Very
true, but there are the islanders to consider, I won’t do anything that will
endanger them. Their lives are hard enough as it is. So any battle here is out
of the question. Sure, we could remain within the wards, but too soon you’d
need to feed, and Race and I would need more than the mangos to keep us alive,
as well. However,” he paused momentarily, “we’re not going back home.”
Something in tone of Shan’s
words made Addie sit up and take notice. “What aren’t you telling me?”
“According to the message
from Kayne, you don’t have a home any more,” he said quietly, putting his arm
around her.
“Not again,” she whispered
in a pain-laced voice. “When will it end?” There was a moment of deathly
silence and then she straightened, pulling away from him. “Where are we going
and who do we get to kill?” she said savagely.
“Not my place. The exterior
may still be standing but that’s all that’s left of it. Whoever is responsible
for this is doing their best to make certain we have no real options left.”
Addie steeled herself as an
idea came to her, one she knew Shan would resist with the very marrow of his
being, just as she already was. But it was perhaps the only option. Taking his
hands in hers she said, “We go back to the ruins of the Compound.”
“No fucking way in hell!” he
growled, pulling away, rage suffusing his face. “How can you even suggest such
a thing Addie?”
“Because it’s the one place
in the world where no one would expect us to go.”
“No! Absolutely not! I’d
rather face a thousand deaths than go back there again.”
Race walked around the
corner of the house at that moment, bags slung over his shoulder. He froze when
he saw the emotions running rampant over both Shan’s and Addie’s faces and
began to back away.
“Get over here Race,” Shan
growled. “We’re leaving. Unless, of course, you want to stick around and
practice your defensive skills on a bunch of rabid humans.”
Race inched closer,
muttering, “I’d rather not, given my druthers.”
“Good.” Shan grabbed his
hand and then reached for Addie’s.
She stepped away with a shake
of her head. “Not until you tell me where you’re taking us.”
“To meet Kayne. From there
we’ll decide, but it will not be the
Compound.”
Hmm tempers are high
ReplyDeleteIndeed they are. Tension does that.
DeleteSomething is amiss at the circle K! And is Kayne gonna be a problem! lol I'm catching up.
ReplyDeleteI noticed you were. LMAO
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