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him, fearing that I ll find out whatever it is he s still keeping locked away.
I take a deep breath, knowing how wrong it is, but needing to know. My lips move for his.
He freezes as I catch him off guard. Then he meets me the rest of the way, pressing his lips to
mine.
He lets out a moan as our lips melt together, soft and sweet, wanting me so bad he can t
stand it. And I gasp. But not because of the kiss. I gasp because I got exactly what I was seeking.
The truth what he s hiding.
I pull away, leaving his lips bare in the air. I jump to my feet and unzip my bag. I pull out
the last vial.
I hold it up.  So this can stop it? This can stop me from losing all my strength, my speed,
all of who I am?
He jumps to his feet, knocking over the cans of food.  Why would you want to stop it,
Kayla? It isn t right.
 Why do you keep lying to me? I snap.  It s getting ridiculous. But really, I m not any
better.
 Because I want you to be human, he says, his voice begging me to understand to not be
angry with him.  You take that medicine and you ll turn into one of them a killer.
 You mean those half-vampires, half-humans you were talking about. I eye the bubbling
liquid in the vial.  That s what this will make me.
 Yeah, that s the price you have to pay to keep it all, he spats with anger.  Trade in your
life, for something in between.
 You should have told me, I say.  Whether you liked it or not, it s my choice.
 I couldn t take away your freedom like that.
 That s exactly what you re doing. My voice is calm, my senses connected to the vial.
 By lying and not letting me choose what I want to do. You know, you sit here and preach about
freedom, yet you ve taken away mine.
 Because you don t want to be like them. He s yelling in my face and I worry that the
vampires might hear him.  I know you don t. You re too good for that.
 Keep your voice down, I hiss.  And you don t know what I want.
 Yes I do. His voice is as light as feather, his eyes pleading to be right.  You and I were in
love once. Before I was chosen for The Gathering.
We breathe heavily, so close our bodies almost touch. He wants me to say something, but I
can t. Because this memory he speaks of, I can t recollect.
 We should probably keep it down, I say, clutching my hand around the vial.  They might
hear us.
His gaze is so intense I want to hide under a table.  That s all you have to say?
The expression on his face reminds me of what Tristan looked like when he asked me to be
his forever.  That s all I can say. My voice is barely heard over the cries of the vampire s right
outside.
He nods and turns away, walking to the kitchen. I hesitate, and then follow him, taking his
arm as he reaches for the back door.
 Stop, I say.  You can t go out. Listen to the cries darkness has already fallen.
His muscles tense under my touch and his heart skips.  You want to know why you
shouldn t take the medicine. Why I think it s so horrible?
I eye the back door, scratched with the remains of a vampire passing through.  Yeah, but I
 
 Then I ll show you. He unlocks the door and cautiously cracks it open. He takes a deep
breath and sticks his head out. Then he opens the door and steps out into the night.
 Are you insane? I grab the bottom of his shirt and pull him back inside.  You can t go
out there.
 You sound afraid, Juniper, he says with a twinkle in his eye.  I thought you said you
were never afraid.
I let go of his shirt.  I m not afraid for me. I m afraid for you.
 I ll be fine, he insists.  We re not going that far.
I shake my head as he tiptoes down the alley, blending in with night. Keeping my footsteps
light, I tail after him. I hold out my knife as we near the end of the building. Aiden closes his eyes,
his back to the wall, as he counts under his breath.
 Go head, he whispers, nodding his head.  See what you have to sacrifice to keep your
amazing fighting skills.
Something inside my chest squeezes as I lean forward and peek into the street. The fires
lighting up the night burn fiercely. Vampires roam the sidewalks, scrounging through dumpsters,
cars, buildings, hunting for blood.
I turn back.  All I see are vampires.
 Then look closer, he whispers nervously glancing down the alley.
I take a deep breath and look back out. Vampires. Everywhere. Shrieking and biting at each
other. Their eyes bleed, lifeless corpses of flesh, so desperate for hunger, they ll even sometimes
feed off themselves. I think I m starting to get his point.
 We can go back, I say and he nods, darting for the back door.
 So I d be like the vampires? I ask.  That s the price I have to pay.
 You wouldn t look like one. He locks the back door, checking it twice.  But you d be
like them, always looking for the next kill. And you don t have to pay the price, he says.  You
can choose to just be you.
 It s time for you to just be Kayla. One of Monarch s last words before he died.
 So Bernard s one of them now? I ask.  Or were you lying about that too.
 No, he took the medicine. His voice is venomous.  He made the choice.
 But he didn t know what he was doing, I say.  We should have tried to help him.
 We did, he says.  Where do you think those scratch marks came form on the hillside.
 He s there, I say, relieved.
 Was there. Aiden leans against the door.  We had to turn him loose.
I shake my head.  So he s dead.
 It depends, he replies, standing up straight.  If the others found him, he pauses,  It had
to be done he would have hurt someone, Kayla. He takes my arm, but I shrug it off. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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