bloodâ¦satisfied the craving, the new craving, their frightening new hunger.
Destiny heard a rustling in the trees.
Was someone there?
She didnât care. She had to drink. She couldnât stop.
Finally, the rabbit corpse lay like a crumpled bag in their hands. Destiny heaved it into the hedges. She felt the thick, warm blood rolling down her cheeks, her chin.
Still on all fours, she stared at her sister. Panting hard. The sweet metallic taste on her tongue, on her lips.
Like an animal, she thought. Like a wild beast.
A hoarse groan escaped from Destinyâs lips. And then finally, she found her voice. âLivvy,â she whispered. âLivvy, what has happened to us?â
Chapter Ten
âWeâll Get Back to Normalâ
A short while later, Destiny and Livvy were in the long T-shirts they slept in, standing awkwardly across from each other in their room. Destiny had turned on all the lightsâthe lamps, the ceiling lights, even the desk lampâfrightened that the darkness might swallow them up or turn them into creatures again.
âIâ¦donât know what to say,â she whispered.
âOh, Destiny!â Livvy cried, and flung her arms around her sister. She pressed her face against Destinyâs cheek and let her tears fall with her sisterâs.
âIâm so scared,â Livvy said, when they finally let go of each other. âThat was soâ¦horrible.â
Destiny pulled Livvy over to her bed. They sat down together. Livvy clasped her hands tightly in her lap. Destiny kept rubbing her face. She had taken a long, hot shower. Had shewashed all the blood away?
âIâm not sure what happened out there,â she said. âI just suddenly felt so hungry.â
âMe too,â Livvy whispered. âIt was likeâ¦I couldnât help myself. I couldnât stop myself.â
Destiny nodded. She bit her lip to keep more tears from coming.
âWe killed that little rabbit,â Livvy said, tugging at her long, wet hair. âWe ripped it apart, Dee, and weâwe drankâ¦â Her voice faded.
Destiny didnât reply. She stared hard at a spot on her sisterâs neck. âLet me see that.â She scooted closer and brushed a tangle of Livvyâs hair out of the way.
âDee, what is it?â
âA little red mark.â Destiny rubbed her finger over it. âA tiny scab.â
âOh my God!â Livvy whispered. âDee, youâve got one too.â
Destiny uttered a soft cry. They stared at each other, the two sisters suddenly so close, yet each lost in their own horrifying thoughts.
Tiny throat woundsâ¦the overwhelming urge to feed on animal bloodâ¦Ariâs story about vampires loose in the woodsâ¦animals drained of their bloodâ¦
The terrifying wordâ vampire âhung silently between them. Destiny refused to say it.
âItâs the virus,â Destiny said, breaking the silence. She coiled her hair around her finger, tangling it and untangling it. âThatâs it.â
âVirus? What are you talking about? You mean the virus Ana-Li was talking about?â
Destiny nodded. âWe caught it.â
âI guess thatâs possible,â Livvy said, shaking her head. âBut I donât feel sick. Do you?â
âNo,â Destiny whispered. âBut these marks on our necksâ¦maybe we should talk to Ari,â she said, thinking out loud. âWe could swear him to secrecy, andââ
âAre you crazy?â Livvy jumped to her feet. âWe canât tell anyone what we did. Itâs soâ¦sick. It has to be a secret. We canât let anyone know.â
âBut Ari knows about these things,â Destiny argued. âYou heard him tonight, talking about the deer in the woods. Heâs a total expert on everything strange happening in the world.â
âDee, Ari lives in a total fantasy world. He spends all his time at the
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