Elliott laughed. He actually laughed at me. I could feel rage boiling up inside of me. This is not at all what I was expecting from him. He asked, “Then why would we go running over to him?”
Infuriated, I spat out, “Because it’s our job! How are we supposed to keep people safe from this monster if we’re all the way over here, and he’s in the forests of Hungary building his army?” His remark was meant to be funny—but it wasn’t. it was stupid. He was stupid. They were all stupid.
A blast from Hannah’s calming emotional winds hit me, but they didn’t help too much. She was probably just trying to spare the furniture. “All right, Cass,” she said in her soothing clinical voice. “Give me your notes, and I’ll look them over.” She beckoned for my stack of paper with her hand. Part of me wanted to throw them at her; yet another part wanted to say “never mind, take my stuff&rdquo
“Cassidy Elizabeth,” Elliott continued, pointing his finger at me in an accusatory fashion. “So help me, if you do anything of that sort, I swear I’ll fly over there and track you down myself, and when I do, it will not be pretty!” I scoffed at him, like he was going to hurt me. But still, there was a look in his eyes that let me know he meant business. “The last thing I wanna do is call your sister during the one vacation she’s taken since she started, the first one Aaron has taken in centuries, to tell them that our campus runaway is on the lam again. Don’t you dare!”My outrage morphed into defiance for a second as I wanted to yell at him that he wasn’t the boss of me. But I knew I wasn’t going over there by myself. “I told you, I’m not!” I shouted back at him, crossing my arms.“Good. You’d better not!”“You’re not my dad, Elliott!” I could
I didn’t want to be in Lucy’s apartment with my friends. I didn’t want to sit on the couch and hold Brandon’s hand and pretend everything was okay when I knew what was happening on the other side of the world. I wanted to shout for someone to hear me, that this was bad, that this was very bad. I thought about contacting my sister. I could’ve easily jumped into her head, and she would’ve had to listen to me. But she wouldn’t have had to get on an airplane and come home. She could just take the same approach as my other so-called friends, Elliott and Jamie, and choose to wait. So what was the point in interrupting her trip for that? There was none.I could’ve plotted my own trip to Europe, as had crossed my mind earlier. I could’ve bought a plane ticket and headed that way and not even gone to Hungary necessarily, just in the vicinity. Then, they’d have to come—all of them, including my sister and Aaron. But thou
Training was a no go the next day. My alarm went off, and I stopped it without opening my eyes, using my powers, and then buried my head back underneath the pillow. Sleep had been fleeting, and I’d tossed and turned most of the night, thinking about the missing people, the Vampires, whether or not I should contact Cadence, my fights with Brandon. And Alex.So when I finally got up around 10:00, I had a lot of missed messages on my IAC from my friends checking on me. Aurora wanted to make sure I was okay since I hadn’t gone to the gym. On Saturdays, she just works with the newer people, or the ones who really need it, and those aren’t always the same people. She usually only has a handful of recruits, but I think she likes it when I’m there because we can laugh and joke around a little while the others are working out. I wasn’t in any mood to cut up with her at the moment.I told her I was fine. Told all of my friends hey and I’d chat
“You could try to slam the door on me,” Christian shrugged. My eyes slitted to match his. “Please don’t. Listen, I need to talk to you about something.” He looked around like he was suddenly afraid his pounding on my door might’ve brought the attention of the other apartment dwellers. “In private.”I scoffed. “What in the world could I possibly want to talk to you about in private or otherwise? I hate you, in case that scar on your face doesn’t remind you every day.”His hand automatically left the door where he’d been leaning and fingered the small mark by his mouth, the one I’d left there in my rage, the one Jamie couldn’t fix because he had been in the portal—the portal he was in because Christian Henry is a jerkface. I still felt a little bad, though. I had acted like a psycho that day, even if it had been deserved, and it made me feel better....“I realize that,
Giving Christian a minute, I tried to calm my rage a little and look at this from a different perspective. He wanted to help me, didn’t he? So why was I attacking him? Hadn’t he suffered enough at my hand already? It’s not like we could go back now and change what he’d done. The least I could do was try to remain reasonable while he potentially attempted to atone for his mistakes. “What is it?” I asked, hoping he’d elaborate on why he wanted to know more about what I’d found out.His serious expression became even more so as he cleared his throat and raised his eyes so they were at my face level again. “You can’t repeat what I’m about to tell you.”“Oh, good. More secrets.” Maybe I was wrong with what I’d thought before and he didn’t deserve any compassion.“Cassidy, I’m serious. Believe me, you’ll be glad to hear it. But I won’t tell you at al
All of that information would be lovely to have before letting him go to face the monster, but with Daunator, it didn’t come easy. I figured what I was about to say would be disappointing to him, but unlike some people, I didn’t feel comfortable sending him off into battle without all of the information. “For the most part, he hasn’t been doing the turning himself, I don’t think. When I jump into one of these newborns’ heads, I see one of a few other Vampires as their parents, not Daunator himself. I think he has minions, bloodsuckers he sends out to do his dirty work.” That’s about all I could gather from what he’d mentioned, and it wouldn’t be much to go on. I would try again, though, especially now that I thought it might be a purposeful endeavor.“That’s good to know,” Christian said, which surprised me. I thought he’d be disappointed I didn’t have more answers. “Do you think i
I spent the next couple of days trying to find the answers to Christian’s questions. It wasn’t easy, and some of them were basically impossible to find because I just didn’t have access to the sources I needed. A lot of the people who were missing were not accessible, which seemed so odd to me. Normally, if I have a name, I can eventually find someone. Having a name, a face, and a location make it easier. Even with all of that, the struggle was real.But I was able to get a lot of data that should, theoretically, help him, including the names of several Vampires that had been turning the people I could locate, or were just active in the area. The info I had on them was sketchy, and I needed to sit down with Christian and go over it, but I couldn’t bring myself to contact him. I figured he’d have to come back to me eventually if he was serious about this endeavor. Unless he was waiting for me to reach out to him, which I hadn’t been comforta
I was done and ready to go, but Brandon’s hand pulled me back to the couch as I started to stand up.I wanted to yank away from him, but I calmed slightly when he said, “Okay, okay, okay. I’m sorry. If that’s what you’ve been working on, I can see why that would take a lot of attention.” I figured he was honing in on the army part now since he had to have known I’d been focused on Daunator, unless he also doesn’t listen when people talk to him—like me that night. “I didn’t mean to be rude. I was just, like I said before, worried about you.”For someone who didn’t mean to be rude, his tone hadn’t quite returned to its normal level yet, but I decided if he could apologize, I could calm down. “Don’t be. I’m fine.”He wasn’t buying it. He was reading my face and knew that I wasn’t okay. And that had more to do with Guardians than Vampires. But I wa