Hunted

well . . . how interesting.”
    “Venus, do not—” Stevie Rae began, but Aphrodite cut her off.
    “No. It doesn’t matter. Everyone might as well know.”
    With a mean smile the blonde continued. “I was just going to say how interesting it is that Stevie Rae and Aphrodite have Imprinted.”

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    CHAPTER FOUR

    I had to clamp my jaws shut to keep from gasping along with the Twins.
    “Ohmigod! Imprinted! Really?” Jack blurted.
    Aphrodite shrugged. “Apparently.” I thought she looked way too nonchalant, and she was totally avoiding even glancing in Stevie Rae’s direction, but I think almost everyone else in the room was fooled by her “whatever” attitude.
    “Well, spank me and call me your baby!” Shaunee said.
    “Make that a double spanking, Twin,” Erin chimed in. And then the two of them burst into semi-hysterical giggles.
    “I think it’s interesting.” Damien spoke up so he could be heard over the cackling Twins.
    “Me, too,” Jack said. “In a freaky, ohmigod way.”
    “Sounds like Karma has finally caught up with Aphrodite,” Venus said with a sneer that made her beauty turn reptilian.
    “Venus, Aphrodite just saved my life. Again. And it’s really not right that you’re being ugly to her,” Stevie Rae said.
    Aphrodite finally looked at Stevie Rae. “Do not start doing that.”
    “Doin’ what?” Stevie Rae asked.
    “Standing up for me! We may have somefuckinghow Imprinted, and that’s bad enough. But Do. Not. Go. All. BFF. On. Me!” she said slowly and distinctly.
    “Your bein’ hateful will not change this,” Stevie Rae said.
    “Look, I’m just going to play like this never happened.” A wave of giggles from the Twins had Aphrodite glaring their way. “Dorkamese Twins, I will figure out a way to smother both of you while you sleep if you do not stop laughing at me.”
    Naturally, the Twins erupted into louder guffaws.
    Turning her back on them, Aphrodite faced me. “So, like I was saying before I was rudely interrupted times ten: pain-in-the-ass Venus, this is Zoey, the super fledgling I’m sure you’ve heard so much about, and Darius, the Son of Erebus warrior who you will not be sneaking around with, and Jack. He won’t be sneaking around with you, either, but mostly because he’s gay as a French pastry. His other half is Damien, the guy who is staring at me like a fucking science project. You already know that the Twins are the laughing heads over there.”
    I could feel Venus’s eyes on me, so I managed to tear my gaze from Aphrodite (Imprinted! To Stevie Rae!) to look at her. Sure enough, she was staring at me with an intense expression that made me instantly defensive. I was still trying to decide whether my negative reaction to Venus was because she was (obviously) a bitch, because she had been skulking around the tunnels with Erik, or because I had a bad feeling about the red fledglings in general when she spoke up.
    “Zoey and I have already met, but it was unofficial. Seems last time I saw her she was trying to kill us.”
    I put a hand on my hip and met her cold, blue-eyed stare. “While we’re taking this trip down Memory Lane, you might want to get a clue. I wasn’t trying to kill anyone. I was trying to save a human kid you guys were trying to eat. Unlike you, I would have much rather been at IHOP munching on chocolate chip pancakes than football players.”
    “That doesn’t make the girl you killed any less dead,” Venus said as the red fledglings behind her stirred restlessly.
    “Z? You killed someone?” Jack asked.
    I opened my mouth to answer, but Venus beat me to it. “She did. Elizabeth No Last Name.”
    “I had to,” I said simply, speaking to Jack and ignoring Venus and the red fledglings, even though something about them had the little hairs on the back of my neck standing on end. “They weren’t letting Heath and me out of here alive.” Then I turned my attention back to Venus. She had an icy beauty. Venus was sleek and sexy in a pair of tight designer jeans and a simple cropped black tank that had a rhinestone skull’s head on it. Her hair was long and thick and the kind of blond that looked golden. In other words, she was definitely attractive enough to hang with Aphrodite, which was saying something, because Aphrodite is totally gorgeous. And, like Aphrodite used to be, Venus was obviously a hateful bitch, and probably had been one before she died and un-died. I narrowed my eyes at her. “Look, I told you guys to