“I mean, that truth serum worked, though. She ain’t got nothing to do with the Crawley brothers,” Clutch says.
“She may not know about them, but she thinks we killed her friend, and she’s seen us,” I point out. “Plus, she may have seen something before we arrived. She can’t be trusted.”
“The whole town has seen us,” Clutch shrugs.
“They have not seen us in those situations. There was a sea of dead bodies, not to mention the one we attacked with rotting flesh. She goes free, that’s us under fire.”
Clutch shuts his mouth, knowing I’m right. She’s a threat to us; one word from her mouth could end us all.
She lets out a groan, then gags. Talon rolls her onto her side, where she empties the contents of her stomach.
“She will need to be watched for the rest of the night,” Talon states.
“Don’t look at me. It’s my night to hunt,” Silas says, holding his hands up in surrender.
“It’s mine, too. That’s why I said it,” Talon adds flatly.
“I would, but I can’t be trusted not to want more from the beautiful baby doll,” Clutch says, licking his lower lip.
“She’s barely fucking conscious.” I curl my lip in disgust.
“I’d wait for her to wake, obviously. I ain’t sick. Then I’d charm her. I’m adorable. She wouldn’t be able to resist.” Clutch shrugs.
I inhale a slow breath, pinching the bridge of my nose. “As I can’t hear anyone else volunteering, put her in my fucking bed.”
Talon lifts her in his arms once she’s stopped being sick and silently carries her out of the room.
“Get the prospect to clean this shit up,” I order.
Turning, I light a cigarette and storm out of the room, down the hall, and out into the cold night air. I look up at the clear sky, full of stars.
“We’ve faced worse, you know,” Silas says, coming to stand at my side.
“Yeah, I know. Still don’t make this any fucking easier. If anything, it makes it worse. Those fucking brothers are morons. Fucking morons, and they are out there running circles around us. We should have destroyed them when we had the chance,” I rant.
“Yeah, well, they weren’t an issue then. They only became an issue when they got greedy, crossing into our turf when they knew the boundaries,” Silas breathes out a slow breath. I look at him.
“Why do you do that? You know you can’t see your breath,” I sigh.
He shrugs. “Don’t know. Memories, I guess. Beingout on cold nights, not being able to feel my fingers or toes.”
I arch my brow at him. “You miss those times?” I ask in disbelief.
“Yeah, sometimes. They were shit, but I wouldn’t mind feeling the cold—or even the heat—for that matter.” He shrugs.
I clasp my hand on his shoulder. “Out of all the shit you could miss…” I scoff. “Fucking weird fucker,” I tease.
“Ain’t nothing wrong with wanting that,” he laughs after me as I head back inside.
“Didn’t say it was wrong. I said it was fucking weird,” I counter. His laughter echoes behind me as I make my way to my room.
“Early night, is it?” Marko smirks as I pass him.
“Ain’t like that, and you know it.”
“I don’t mind watching her if you need to feed,” he offers.
I stop and give him a look. He raises his hands in surrender.
