then just chill. We’re not bad.”
She glanced at him, looking suspicious, but then her shoulders slumped. “I should just go home.” Belatedly she remembered she didn’t have a home. “Shit.”
Turning abruptly, she made her way towards the living room. Since Nyle and Mira had already taken another corner in the warehouse, he thought it was safe to leave her there alone. “You’ve got to take her away,” said Arman. “We can’t keep hiding things from her if she remains here. She’s already suspicious.”
“I just don’t know where the hell to keep her until the danger passes by.” Aric shook his head. “I need some time to figure out as to who is targeting her, and then maybe I can eliminate that threat.”
“It’s none of your business, you know. You can’t take on responsibility for ever human in the world,” said Seth.
Aric fought the temper that coiled in his veins. “I know, but she’s different.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. Ok. Now leave me the hell alone.”
Seth stood slowly and both of the vampires glared at each other. Aric had never dealt with such a situation before. He was the one who gathered them all and impressed upon them the need for their success of their mission. No one ever challenged his authority. They all trusted him, but now he’d ruined things. Already, the seeds of dissents were sown in their midst. He could see Seth bristling with annoyance, and he didn’t really blame the other vampire.
Lacey was his problem, and it wasn’t fair to bring others into it or to jeopardize his mission because of her. They had come this far only to lose it all over a girl. He opened his mouth to tell Seth that he would take her away right now when they all heard the scream. Aric whirled and ran towards her even before he’d fully assimilated as to where the threat came from. No one could’ve come inside without their knowledge. This place was more protected than a fortress. He stopped at the door of the kitchenette and saw her horrified face. She’d backed away from the fridge. Her eyes were wide and terrified as she glanced at the packets of blood that were neatly packed inside in plain view.
Shit! How could he have forgotten about that?
“It’s not what it looks like,” he said. She whimpered and sidled away from him, backing away into a corner as if she expected him to attack her. Shit! Shit! He never wanted this. Aric realized that he shouldn’t have brought her here. Bringing her to this warehouse opened a Pandora’s box that he wasn’t sure he could close even if he wanted. “That’s just…”
“Blood, it’s blood… What are you guys? What?”
Aric raised a hand in an effort to calm her. “Listen, it’s for an experiment.”
“Don’t lie. I saw those guys take something out of the fridge and drink it. You…. drink blood. What are you guys? I want to go… I want to leave right now. Let me go. Let me go,” she shrieked.
Her eyes were wide with terror and he could see that she was already in shock. He reminded himself that she’d been attacked twice this night and just discovered something that was bound to send a stable person into a spiral. He needed to alleviate her fears and be gentle. “We’re not going to hurt you.”
“I want to go out. Now,” she screamed. “Please don’t kill me, please don’t kill me.” Tears poured down her eyes and she was shivering. “I’ll give you anything you want. Just don’t… hurt me.”
He couldn’t take it anymore. Aric leapt forward fast and in a blink of an eye, he grabbed her shoulders. “I’m not going to kill you. Do you think I’ve kept you alive all these years only to hurt you now?”
Perhaps the urgency in his voice penetrated through the wall of terror, or perhaps she heard something that shook her more than what she’d learnt before. Her body stiffened. “Years? Oh my God! Oh my God! I thought that was a dream, a hallucination or something. I’ve seen you before. You saved me
T. K. F. Weisskopf Mark L. Van Name