My mouth went dry. “A miracle,” I said flatly, hoping I wasn’t going to hell for that one.
“Praise God,” she agreed. “We’re on our way.”
I’m pretty sure God was looking down at me and facepalming every five minutes, because I was making some pretty epic screw-ups down here.
Chapter Ten
My weekof recovery was the weirdest week of my life. During the day, I lay next to Sterling, my ex who I’d stupidly kissed, as we both mended in the society’s healing ward, and at night … I snuck away for feedings with Luka. We both discovered that I was healing faster and felt better with daily feedings as opposed to every two days. Liv helped me get out, under the guise of going for a walk, which was doctor-recommended daily, and Luka would jump out of a library or bookstore or coffee shop and take his meal.
We barely talked, I didn’t moan, and he drank from my wrist only. It still felt good, but something had changed between us. This was a business arrangement now, as it always should have been.
Now that I was healed and back on hunting duty, I was ready to slay some demons and live my life. Maz and the rest of the society were on high alert after the attack at the gala—no more hunting alone. We’d all paired up. Liv and I were officially hunting partners until we had more info on who led the attack on the gala and why. Sterling had tried to ask me a few times about the vampire who carried me out and the two werewolves who had helped him, but I told him I didn’t remember anything and he dropped it.
Liv and I were going on a raid tonight with a team of other hunters, but I needed to feed Luka before we left. As I was walking down the hallway, Maz turned the corner.
“Oh, dear, I’m so glad to see you up and about again.” She beamed at me, her eyes falling to the leather wrist cuff jewelry I now wore almost constantly. “You sure do like those bracelets. I don’t understand young people’s fashion,” she added.
My heart picked up speed and I let out a nervous laugh. “Well, you know me and Liv, we like to keep up with the latest trends. I’m going for a run, and then I’m excited to do that raid tonight.”
Maz nodded, clasping her hands in front of her. “Be safe.”
As I walked past her, I swear she inhaled as if trying tosmellsomething on me. Okay … no more wrist biting. Clearly that was getting suspicious. I’d have to figure something else out.
I drove my Beetle to Luka’s apartment and parked two blocks away at a local park, jogging the rest of the way just in case there was a tracker on my car. If anyone asked, I drove to this park to run because it was pretty. When I made it up the stairs, I knocked. It was around 8 p.m. and Luka would be awake. Using the key felt weird, especially since he said his roommates were back from out of town.
The door opened to reveal a tall, lanky male fey. I froze, staring at the tips of his pointy ears, my heart hammering in my chest. The tattoos that crept up his neck screamed danger. Stepping back a few paces, I wondered if I had the right apartment, but I recognized the couch behind him.
“Hello, delicious,” the male purred, his blond hair swooping into his eyes as he ran his gaze up and down my body.
I reached behind my back and pulled out my pistol, brandishing it before him and pointing it right between his eyes. “Hi.”
The dude’s eyebrows hit his hairline. “Damn. You must be Aspen.”
I grinned, proud to have that sort of reputation around here.
“Bennet, I presume?” I lowered the gun slightly. Luka told me about his male roommate but had left out the fact that he was a freaking fey!
“Hello,” a female purred behind me and I spun, pulling my Glock back up and pointing it right at the girl.
Upon seeing who it was, I calmed.A little.
Isabella Drake was even prettier in person than the pictures they showed us at the society.
She looked at the gun in my hand and then at Bennett. Her long black hair hung in inky, glossed curls to her waist. She wore a black leather miniskirt and hot pink lace top with a black bra. “I like her.” Isabella grinned, flashing her white sharp teeth in my direction.
Luka strode past Bennet and into the hallway, reaching out and pushing my gun hand down. “Don’t worry. I’m eighty-nine percent positive she won’t hurt us.”
I lowered the gun and holstered it as Luka walked around in front of me.
“Can we take this inside, ladies?” He looked down the hallway to make sure none of the neighbors were watching.
“After you,” I told Isabella.
I wasn’t giving this girl my back. I didn’t care if she was Luka’s roommate and cousin. She was a vampire and I trusted none of them.
She grinned. “Smart girl.” Then she gracefully swished her hips as she strolled into the apartment, trailing a finger along Bennett’s chest as she passed.
I heard interspecies reproduction was actually possible, but only with the fey. They had super sperm or eggs or something that defied all natural physics and produced a child with any of the races. There was a name for the supernatural mutts, but I couldn’t remember it.
