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from really investigating what had happened to the bodies. If I’d done that, I might have discovered the werewolves myself.” Before they had a chance to take Nancy.
    “You think werewolves took the bodies. For what?”
    “Wolves eat carrion.” He held his brother’s gaze, let his suspicions sink in.
    Vampires drank blood, but blood of the living. Dorian’s lips thinned. The idea of consuming a human’s dead flesh was repulsive.
    The two fell silent.
    After a moment, Dorian spoke again. “I have to find Nancy. I’d like your help, but at the least, don’t get in my way.” Without waiting for his brother’s response, he started walking, moving as fast as he could without making noise that might alert the werewolves that he was following.
    Within seconds, Cameron strode by his side. “This doesn’t mean I approve of what you’ve done, and it doesn’t mean you don’t have a lot to answer for, but I made a promise to bring Nancy back, and I’m going to keep it.”
    So he wasn’t doing this to help Dorian. He wasn’t even saying he believed or trusted Dorian.
    But he was going to help.
    It was enough.
    Once Dorian knew Nancy was safe, nothing else would matter.
    He ignored his brother and concentrated on the trail, concentrated on finding and saving the only person who had ever made him feel whole.

 
     
    Chapter 7
    As Nancy walked into the clearing, Dave and Brandon at her side, the group that was gathered around the fire cheered. Her concerns melting away, she smiled and looked for Rachel.
    She wasn’t there, which made sense. She was probably at the hospital being checked over. Except there was no one who looked in any way “official” present either. No police. No EMTs. No firemen.
    And no one approached her to see how she was doing.
    Instead, they flocked to her companions, pounded them on the back, and said things like, “About time,” “We’d given up,” and, most disturbing, “She’s all you have?”
    The last was said with a leer as the drunken boy uttering the words leaned forward and stared into Nancy’s face.
    She pulled back, but hands on her arms stopped her from moving away completely.
    Dave and Brandon both had hold of her. She tried to jerk away.
    Their fingers dug into her arms.
    “Enough of this.” Brandon dragged her forward.
    Her heels dug into the ground, and she tried to force her body backward. “Stop it. What are you doing…?”
    No one listened. They were too caught up in their own conversation and the keg of beer that sat beyond the fire.
    “Last round. Then the hunt is on!” Another boy— they all were boys, she realized now. All clean-cut. All college-aged. All, in any other circumstances, the type of boy she would have chatted up at a party.
    But not this party. Not now. This wasn’t right.
    Fear mobilized her. She jerked again and threw her body to the side. Dave lost his hold on her, and Brandon cursed. She swung her fist at his head, making contact. Blood spurted from his nose and, with a sense of satisfaction, she swung again.
    “Someone grab her.” Brandon’s voice was low, with an edge of authority she hadn’t noticed before. The boys surrounding them jumped into action. Three grabbed her. Each held an arm or a leg. They carried her, spread eagle, past the fire.
    The boys still drinking hooted and cheered.
    Nancy thrashed and screamed, but no one seemed to care. She heard a clink. Then she was tossed, head first, into a metal cage, and the door was slammed shut.
    She sat in the back, shivering, unbelieving, and terrified.
    “Hunt starts in twenty. Get changed!” Brandon slapped the top of the box and leaned down to stare at her. “Dave fucked up. Be a good little rabbit, and maybe he won’t have to pay the price for that.”
    Nancy had no response. She had no words. She had nothing. Her body, her mind, and her soul had all gone completely numb.
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    Nancy hadn’t sat in the cage for long before new activity began among the boys.
    Brandon waved