Hunted

been seeing him and Heath at the same time, but he’d believed that I would come to my senses eventually and understand that Heath was a part of my old world, my old life, and that he wouldn’t fit into my future like Erik would.
    And Erik had a point. Now that the Imprint with Heath had been broken, which I knew for sure because he and I had had a very ugly scene when I ran into him just a couple of days ago at Charlie’s Chicken (of all places). My ridiculous mistake in having sex with Loren had had a domino effect of messing up lots of things in my life. One very big mess-up was the painful way it had broken my Imprint with Heath, and he’d made it clear he didn’t ever want to see me again. Sure, I’d warned Heath about the Raven Mockers and Kalona being loose, told him to get himself and his family to safety, but it was over between Heath and me, just like it had been over between Loren and me (even before he’d been killed), which is really how it should be.
    I continued to meet Erik’s gaze. “So you like my version of Dracula ?”
    “I like your ending—the one where the two of them are vampyres and they have a happily-ever-after, especially because they care enough to get over their past mistakes.”
    Still smiling, Erik bent to kiss me. His lips were soft and warm, and he tasted like Doritos and Mountain Dew, which wasn’t as nasty as you might think. His arms went around me, and he pulled me close, deepening the kiss. It felt good to be in his arms. So good that at first I managed to tune out the little alarm bells that were ringing in the rational part of my mind as Erik’s hands slid down my back to cup my butt. But when he pressed me hard against him, grinding intimately into me, the lovely warm fog he’d started inside me began to clear. I liked him touching me. But what I didn’t like was the feeling that his touch had suddenly become too aggressive, too insistent, too she is mine, I want her, and I’m going to have her now.
    He must have felt me stiffen because he pulled back, gave me an easy smile, and then said, “So, what are you doing up here?”
    I blinked, disoriented at the instant change in him. I took a little step away from him and grabbed my pop from where he’d put it on his chair, taking a big gulp and pulling myself together. Finally I managed to say, “Oh, I, uh, came to talk to Darius and see if my cell would work.” I fished into my pocket for it and then held it up like a dork. Glancing at it, I could see three bars lit up. “Yea! It looks like it might!”
    “Well, the rain changing to ice stopped not too long ago, and I haven’t heard any thunder for a while, either. If we don’t get another wave of this crappy weather, service might actually stay up. Hope that’s a good sign.”
    “Yeah, me, too, I’ll try to call Sister Mary Angela in a sec and check on Grandma.” My words were coming easier now. I studied Erik as we talked. He seemed so nice and normal, just his usual good-guy self. Had I been overreacting about his kiss? Had what happened with Loren made me too sensitive? Realizing there was a bunch of dead air between us and Erik was starting to give me a questioning look, I said quickly, “So, where is Darius?”
    “I relieved him early. I woke up and couldn’t get back to sleep, and I figured he’s going to need the extra rest since he’s basically our entire army.”
    “Was Aphrodite still trashed?”
    “She was passed out. Darius carried her out of here. She’s going to have a killer hangover when she wakes up.” He sounded pleased at the prospect. “He was going to Dallas’s room to sleep. He hasn’t been gone long, so maybe you won’t even have to wake him up.”
    “Well, I really just wanted directions to Damien and Jack. I couldn’t sleep, either, so I thought I’d relieve them and let the Twins rest.”
    “Oh, that’s easy. I can tell you how to find them. They’re not far from the entrance up into the depot we took before.”
    “Good, I don’t really want to bother Darius if he’s actually resting. You’re right. Our army needs to get some sleep.” I paused and then added, in a way-too-nonchalant tone, “Hey, you didn’t notice anything, uh, weird in the tunnels on the way up here, did you?”
    “Weird? Like what?”
    I didn’t want to say blackness, because, well, they were tunnels and for them to be dark wasn’t weird. Plus, as I’d already imagined, I could hear Erik reminding me of how much the bats had