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pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. I thought about trying to hide it from him, but he d figure it out anyway. He didn t say anything until after I d hit send and we already soaring down the road. Who did you text? Peter asked, his voice devoid of emotion. Jack and Mae. What did it say? Peter looked at me out of the corner of his eye, and I swallowed hard. That I was with you and we were on the way to your house, I admitted honestly. He nodded once, and then noncommittally, he commented, That s probably for the best. I almost asked him if he planned on killing Jack, but then I decided that I didn t want to know. If he said yes, there wouldn t be any hope for this turning out okay. At least this way, I could sink down in the seat and think that maybe this is all a misunderstanding. Peter obviously didn t have any intention of hurting me. In fact, he d been kinder to me than he ever had been before. Then again, maybe that was a rouse. As the old saying goes, you catch more flies with honey than vinegar. Chapter 23 When the Audi pulled into the garage, I noticed with some relief that the Lamborghini was gone. Meaning Jack probably wasn t here. Since I hadn t talked to him in days, I had no idea where he might be, but as long as he wasn t here, that was fine by me. Admittedly, I missed him terribly, but this wasn t exactly the reunion I had in mind. Peter rested his hand on the small of my back as he ushered me into the house, and I tried to pretend like I didn t notice the tingles it sent through me. My heart was beating that funny way again, the one that drove everyone mad, and I hoped that Milo wasn t home. While he had seemed to show immense self control, he d only been a vampire for a month. No one greeted us at the door, which surprised me a little since I had given Mae a heads up on our arrival. I thought she would be the best person to inform since everyone s safety was her priority. Matilda was barking and scratching at the basement door, which led me to believe that Mae had stepped in to provide provisions. If Jack and Peter were going to start battling it out, Matilda would probably get hurt, so Mae put her in the basement to protect her. That did not bode well for my theory about Jack not being home, however. Hello? Peter announced cautiously, his silken voice resonating through the entryway. He sighed loudly when Mae didn t rush into greet us, the way she would ve any other time. She did always like Jack better than me. She needs someone to coddle. That s why she prefers me, I added dryly, and he smiled slightly at me. Mae? Peter ventured out into the kitchen, keeping his hand on my back to keep me going along with him. 169 Not that I would ve turned away. Wherever Peter was going, I wanted to be, and not just because my body insisted that it be so. If he was going to stumble across Jack, I had to be there. Maybe I could someone how reason with them and stop them from killing each other, no matter how unlikely that would be. Mae? Peter repeated, his tone growing irritated. There was a scuffling sound coming from the living room, and Peter moved his arm from my back so it was in front of me, shielding me from whatever was going on in the other room. His body had tensed, and I knew there were several things he could perceive as threat to himself, but none to me. His stance had changed, though, like he was ready for an attack, and I tried to think of away that to relax him. Mae! I shouted. I doubted Peter would hurt her, and I needed someone else to that could break up the tension. Alice? Milo tried to hide the nervousness in his voice, but it was unmistakable to me. He suddenly burst into the kitchen, with Mae right behind him, tugging on his arm, and then I understood the scuffling sound. Mae had been trying to keep him in the other room, away from Peter where things were safer, but he had been trying to get me. Peter, meanwhile, only deepened his defensive posture, and moved so his body was completely blocking mine. Is that her blood? Milo sounded horrified and his eyes widened, a split second before he bared his teeth and tried to charge at Peter. Fortunately, Mae s arms locked onto him and slowed him down just enough where I could dodge underneath Peter s arm so Milo could see that I was safe and sound. Peter looped an arm around my waist and pulled me back to him, but not because he was trying to hold me hostage. He was trying to protect me from Milo, who was trying to protect me from Peter, but they both perceived the others attempts at protection as threats. Milo, I m fine! I insisted, and I let Peter hold me to him. Part of me wanted to wriggle from him, but I thought that trying to escape from him would only freak Milo out more. Besides, his touch electrified me a lot more than I d like to admit. What s going on? Milo growled. He had stopped trying to claw his way towards us, but Mae kept her arm around his chest just to be safe. Peter fought another vampire! That s his blood, not mine! I m fine! I held up my arms and turned my neck, trying to show him that nothing had happened. Is that& is that your brother? Peter s grip started to lax as he narrowed his eyes at Milo, trying to understand that situation. Your brother s a vampire? Yeah. Almost reluctantly, I moved away from his arm, standing a little bit away from him. Being so close to Peter had done that thing to me again. My mind got hazy and filled with him, the way a room is filled with a scent. I could smell him, too, hot and tangy, and my mouth began to water. Unnecessary goose bumps broke out on my skin, and I m sure was trembling. Wrapping my arms tightly around myself, I tried to concentrate on the scene around me, like Milo s wild eyes and the heavy sounds of his breath. Mae hadn t spoken since we d come on, but that was probably because she seemed to have her hands full just trying to keep Milo contained. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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