Look. Shane put his hands around her face and stared earnestly into her eyes. What if you take Eve and get out of here? Theyre not watching you. Ill cover for you.
No. Im not leaving my parents. Im not leaving you.
And they didnt have time to talk about it, because there was a tremendous crash from the living room. The kitchen door flew open, and Michael stumbled backward through it, held by the throat by the handsome young vamp whod come in with Bishop. He slammed Michael up against the wall. Michael was fighting, but it didnt seem to be doing him a lot of good.
The other vampire opened his mouth in a snarl, and his big, sharp vampire teeth flashed down like switchblades.
So did Michaels, and Claire involuntarily backed up against Shane.
Shane yelled, Hey! Let him go!
chen door flew open, and Michael stumbled backward through it, held by the throat by the handsome young vamp whod come in with Bishop. He slammed Michael up against the wall. Michael was fighting, but it didnt seem to be doing him a lot of good.
The other vampire opened his mouth in a snarl, and his big, sharp vampire teeth flashed down like switchblades.
So did Michaels, and Claire involuntarily backed up against Shane.
Shane yelled, Hey! Let him go!
od.
The other vampire opened his mouth in a snarl, and his big, sharp vampire teeth flashed down like switchblades.
So did Michaels, and Claire involuntarily backed up against Shane.
Shane yelled, Hey! Let him go!
Michael choked out, Dont! but of course Shane wasnt listening, and Claires grip on his arm wasnt going to stop him, either.
What did stop him was Eve, holding a big, nasty-looking knife. She gave Shane a wild warning look, then spun around and leveled the knife at the vampire holding Michael. You! Let him go!
Not until this one apologizes, the vampire said, and emphasized it by banging Michael against the wall again, hard enough that every piece of glass in the room rattled. Noit wasnt the impact; it was a low-level vibration coming from the room itself. The walls, the floor . . . The house. Like a warning growl.
Youd better let him go, Claire said. Cant you feel that?
The vampire frowned at her, and his pretty green eyes narrowed even as the pupils expanded. What are you doing?
Nothing, Eve said, and gestured with the knife.