Davina (Davy Harwood #3)(72)
She said over her shoulder, “Everyone has a weakness. Jacith’s was just like a normal vampire. You had to get close to him in order to kill him, and that was my mistake.”
He was still waiting for her wrath.
Sensing his thought, she said, “I wanted to kill Jacith. That was why I gave you my power.”
Wait . . .
“What?”
She glanced back, rolled her eyes, and turned back. “Everything I’ve said to you was a lie since I broke free. Everything, Lucas.”
“You told me that I loved you.”
She said, “You don’t.”
“You told me that Jacith was your enemy.”
“He wasn’t, but he was at the same time.”
“You told me that you were going to offer me to him as a payback.”
“I was. That was my plan.”
He frowned and stopped walking. “I don’t understand.”
“You don’t have to.” She kept going. When he didn’t resume following, she gestured to him and commanded, “Come.”
His feet and legs started moving. Roane had no control over them. He sighed. There was a lot that he couldn’t control anymore, but the one thing he could—his murderous rage. He wanted to kill.
He wanted to kill her.
LUCAN
Lucan stood underneath a tree, just behind his brother’s friends and downwind from them. They were all lying toward the top of a hill, peering at the Mori on the other side. He had been notified of their presence and circled around, taking a tunnel underneath so he could sneak up, but as they all lay plastered to the ground, he didn’t have to be stealth.
They were talking too much. A blind elephant could’ve have snuck up on them.
“So,” one of the humans cleared his throat, speaking up. He pointed over the hill. “Just so I get this straight, the four of you were captured by this dude in there.”
No one responded. A beat passed and Gavin said, “Yes.”
“He tortured you guys—”
“He tortured Davy.”
The human nodded. “The psycho chick that killed that one other cute chick, right?”
Wren glared at him. “Do you have a point?”
“Yeah. I mean, why are we heading back there when we should be leaving?” The human propped himself up on his elbow, lying on his side. The other human was still behind him, but he was facing the rest of the others.
Lucan frowned. There didn’t seem to be fear on this human, just curiosity and a dry sarcasm. He sniffed the air. There was another smell to him, too. Something . . . he couldn’t place the smell, but it clung to both of the humans heavily.
Gavin hissed, motioning with his hand. “Get back down. Now.”
“Okay.” The human rolled to his back and folded his hands over his chest. He gazed up at the sky. “But back to my point. Tell me again why we’re seeking out some dude who wants to kill all of you guys.”
“Because he doesn’t care about us. He cares about the thread.” Gavin sat up. HIs voice raised to a normal volume. “And because that means we have the same enemy.”
“What are you doing?” Wren yanked him back down.
“Wren,” Gavin started, sitting up and staring behind them.
The last human muttered, “I could go for a smoke. Seriously. Seeking out another bad guy’s got me jonesing hardcore.”
His friend threw him a grin, kicking his feet. “Don’t stress, Cal. The way I figure we’re hanging out with a bunch of vampires.”
“We’re going into another group of vampires,” the one called Cal groaned. “And they aren’t friendly.”
“But we just escaped an entire army of other vamps and werewolves. Like, holy shit, vampires and werewolves. No one will believe us, but we saw those things.”
“We’re going to die, Spencer.” He shot him a dark look.
“Yeah.” Spencer shrugged. “But we sure have lived, haven’t we?”
“Shut up,” Wren growled at both of them. “We either move or we leave. We need to do something to help Lucas.”
Gavin, still looking into the trees behind them, said, “Wren—”
“Let’s go.” Wren collected her sword and crouched to a crawling position. She could maneuver over the hill, continuing to slink toward the village.
Gavin stood up and Lucan grinned. His brother’s best friend was staring right at him, and as the others gasped in shock, Lucan stepped forward. He said, “Welcome.” All of them jumped to their feet, grabbing for their weapons, and he turned his smile toward the two on the end. “You brought more humans. My friends will welcome their dinner tonight.”
Cal frowned and scratched behind his ear. “Say what?”