Page 59 of Slay My Name


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And just like that, the odd chill she’d felt in the car was back. “You telling me I’m going to die, Ian?”

His muddy gaze drifted back to the burnt house. “Saw the fire, you know. Dreamed it.”

Ian always had his dreams. Dreams that had sent him to the edge of sanity and beyond. “I know about your dreams.” Everyone knew, human and supernatural.

“Told Brian it wasn’t safe. Told him to leave.”

Brian. Ian’s twin. Addicted to crack and eaten away by cancer.

“But then I felt the fire start, and I had to go to him. I knew—I knew he hadn’t left.”

He’d walked into the flames for his brother. Faced death.

And still Brian had been taken by the fire.

But Ian hadn’t died. Not fully.

“I saw Death that night.” He turned away, so that only the perfect side of his face remained. “I see him now. He’s with you. Standing so close.”

This wasn’t the tip she’d wanted.

His lips rose in a humorless curl. “Don’t worry, Sandra Dee. You won’t be alone. I’ll be right there with you. Every minute.”

She rocked back. Shook her head. “I’m not dying tonight.”

But that lopsided smile didn’t fade. “We both are,” he whispered. “I dreamed about us last night. Sweet, beautiful dreams full of blood and screams.”

A scream pierced the thick silence of the night, and Dee ran for the alley with Simon’s name on her lips.

I’m not dying tonight.

* * *

Simon grabbed the vamp and threw him against the wall. The scent of blood flooded his nostrils, and the hunger he’d tried so hard to fight bubbled to the surface.

Weak. Just need to feed once more.

No! Dee was too close.

He spared the screaming woman a glance. Blood trickled down her throat. “Get the hell out of here,” he snarled. If the woman had sense, she would already be running.

He opened his mouth and bared his own fangs. “Get. Out.”

But at the sight, the redhead just screamed louder.

And another vampire jumped him.

* * *

Dee ran fast. With every step, her heart slammed into her ribs. She caught sight of Simon, fighting with another man, both of them were spinning and thrashing on the ground as?—

Simon’s attacker opened his mouth and sank his fangs into Simon’s shoulder.

“No!” The scream burst from her.

Simon threw the vampire off him and sent the guy hurtling a good ten feet into the air. What—how in hell had he done that?

Some woman was screaming in a continuous howl. The sound pierced Dee’s ears as the chick huddled near a dumpster.

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