Whispers at Moonrise

tightened. “I don’t agree with everything the FRU does, but without the FRU, the world would be in chaos. The races would all be against each other, killing and maiming each other. The human race would be viewed as a food source.”
    Kylie shivered at his description.
    “If you can’t trust the FRU, at least trust me on this,” he said. “The good the FRU does far outweighs the bad.”
    “I’ll try to see it like that.” But she didn’t promise anything. She couldn’t.
    *   *   *
    “You could have just called him,” Della said, moving down the dark path toward Lucas’s cabin about an hour after Kylie had returned. Kylie got the feeling that Della was a little annoyed that Kylie wanted to spend the evening with Lucas instead of hanging out with her. Especially when Miranda had run off with Perry. But Kylie’s guilt over walking away from Lucas earlier made seeing him feel imperative.
    “I kind of wanted to be the one to take the initiative.” Kylie noticed the moon, a bright silvery white, a little over half full, hanging overhead. It was a pretty night. The temperature had dropped to the low eighties, making it almost comfortable.
    “Why? What did you do wrong?”
    “I got mad and walked off earlier.”
    “Was that why he was so sappy-eyed when he came by while you were asleep?” she asked.
    “I guess.” Kylie gave the line of trees a good long stare and felt nothing, which felt really good. Then she looked back at Della. “What did Burnett want to talk to you about today?”
    “Nothing really.”
    Kylie looked at her. “You know, when you’re friends with someone for a while, you don’t have to hear their heartbeat to know they’re lying.”
    Della made a face. “Yeah, but I thought that would be more polite than telling you to bug off.”
    Kylie frowned. “Are you going to do something for the FRU?”
    “How did you know?”
    “They already had Lucas and Derek do stuff. It just seemed logical. Not that I like it.” She remembered Burnett saying the FRU wasn’t all bad, and tried to give herself an attitude adjustment, but she couldn’t completely let herself trust them.
    “I think it would be kind of cool to work for them,” Della said. “It would give me a reason to kick some asses every now and then.”
    “Do you trust them?” Kylie asked.
    “I trust Burnett,” Della said, and studied Kylie. “Don’t you?”
    “Of course I do.” She hadn’t told Miranda or Della about Burnett moving her grandmother’s body. It just seemed like something that she shouldn’t tell anyone. “They went to my mom to see about testing me.”
    “Oh, shit, I remember Miranda saying that your mom was here, but I forgot about it. What did your mom say? God, did they tell her you were supernatural? I’ll bet it totally freaked her out.”
    “No, they told her they were worried because I had headaches and passed out and they advised her to have me tested. Holiday explained it was just the night terrors and advised against it.”
    “Oh, hell. What did Burnett say?”
    “He’s not for me getting tested either.”
    “Good,” Della said. “I mean, I wouldn’t want anyone probing around my head. Not after hearing what happened to your grandma.” Della stopped and looked at Kylie. “Do you not want me to work for them because of this?”
    Kylie got the feeling that Della would really give up her chance to work for the FRU because of Kylie’s opinion—even when it was clear that Della was excited about the possibility. Her appreciation for Della’s devotion swelled in her chest.
    “No,” Kylie said. “But … I do want you to be careful.”
    “I’ll be careful.” Della rubbed her hands together. “I’m glad you figured it out. I’ve been dying to tell someone. It’ll be so cool.”
    They got to Lucas’s cabin. The lights were on. Kylie knocked on the door while Della hung back by the porch steps. Steve, the shape-shifter who had a crush on Della, came to the door. With everything happening, Kylie had forgotten he roomed with Lucas. And so had Della, Kylie realized, when she heard the vamp draw in a quick breath.
    “Hey,” Steve said.
    “Is Lucas here?” Kylie asked.
    His gaze shifted behind Kylie and his expression changed. Kylie knew he’d spotted Della. “Uh … yeah. I mean, no. He left a few minutes ago with Fredericka.”
    “Oh.” Kylie tried not to let it show that the news bothered her as she turned to leave.
    Steve called after her, “He’ll