time!” Violet screeched, opening up the conversation.
“Did what?” Hunter asked, confused.
“You know what you did. Don’t play dumb with me.”
Hunter paused, and thought for a moment, “I’m sorry Violet, please tell me.”
“At school—you led me on for the last time,” she said.
Hunter realized she was probably right, but didn’t want to admit this to her, not here, not now.
“That’s not entirely true, Violet. We had fun, we had some good laughs.”
“Good fun? Good laughs?” she repeated. “Is that what you thought I was after?”
Hunter knew he was doomed to be imprisoned forever. There was no way out of this.
“Listen, Violet. I didn’t mean to hurt you,” Hunter said.
“And all this time you loved her?” Violet retorted, louder than before.
“Her who?” Hunter asked. Now he was really confused.
“Oh, don’t go playing dumb with me, kid. You know exactly who I am talking about.”
Standing there thinking, racking his brain he couldn’t think of one person.
“I really don’t know who you’re talking about. Could you just tell me? I swear. I don’t know.”
“The girl from Westchester. What’s her name again?”
Hunter immediately thought about Rachel. He couldn’t believe that she thought he loved Rachel. This must have been a major miscommunication.
“Violet, it’s not me that loves her. It’s my brother. My twin brother, Benji.”
“Don’t try to pin it on someone else, Hunter. I know your ways. I know your tricks,” Violet sneered.
“I’m not, you have to trust me on this one. I have no feelings for her. NONE. She’s with my brother, not me. And besides, I think you might have misheard one of our conversations, since that is where you got this information to begin with. Maybe you got it confused?”
“DON’T QUESTION ME!” Violet screamed.
Hunter shuddered as her voice echoed loudly in the room. He stood there, feeling introverted and shy all of a sudden. He didn’t want to speak. He felt scared.
He waited for a few minutes until Violet could catch her breath and compose herself up on the throne. Looking around, he saw the guards standing there watching, looking as stern and serious as ever he’d seen them.
After she took a sip of water, she said, “Hunter, I really don’t think this is going to work out between us.”
Hunter couldn’t believe his ears. Had she gone mad? Was she delusional?
“You might be right,” he replied, pretending to look sad about it.
“I can’t trust you, I really can’t. One moment I feel like I know you and that we are close and the next, you are a total stranger from another coven. And speaking of coven…” she paused and looked at Hunter. “Where is the rest of your Vladdicus kind?”
This was the question that Hunter feared. He didn’t want to tell her where they were all hiding. If he told them, they would surely die. Especially with no warning of the Greslin’s coming, they had no shot of protecting themselves against these evil vampires.
“Um, you know, I really don’t know what happened at the end of the night,” Hunter said quietly.
“SPEAK UP!” Violet shouted.
“I’m not sure,” Hunter said again.
“What do you mean you’re not sure? Of course you know where your coven base is?”
Hunter paused and thought to himself about this situation he’d gotten himself into. She was right—what vampire doesn’t know where the rest of his coven lies.
“Listen Violet, I don’t know and even if I did, I couldn’t tell you,” he said boldly.
A loud noise crept up behind him. He turned to see who it was, and he saw the guards marching towards him with their swords out, ready to execute.
“Do the right thing, Hunter. Tell me where they are,” Violet said back in a creepy tone.
“I am doing the right thing. I just don’t know,” he said, now changing his tune to playing dumb.
“GUARDS, TAKE HIM AWAY!” Violet beckoned to the guards.
At that moment, the gates opened and the