Page 61 of Slay My Name


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Everyone lied. Even the victims. No, the victims didn’t just lie. They stabbed you in the fucking heart.

Laughter. The bitch’s laughter.

Dee’s fingers curled around the hilt of the knife.

“Dying! We’re dying tonight…” Ian’s stupid singsong voice. “Death’s here. Standing right here…”

“Dee…” Simon breathed her name, sounding almost desperate.

“Thanks for telling us where to find her.” The bitch was talking again and Dee blinked, sure she was speaking to Simon. He set me up? Why?

She’d…trusted him.

And been so damn blind.

Ian laughed. Loud. Deep. Crazy. “Doesn’t matter what I said, nothing could have changed. Nothing ever changes. Death is coming…for you, too…”

Ian had told the woman where to find her? I dreamed about us last night.

Ice numbed her body and gentled the fire in her chest.

“You’ll be all right.” Simon. His fingers were still on her, but she could barely feel them now. No, she couldn’t feel much, but she could still see—him. Fangs out and gleaming. Eyes—pitch black. A vampire’s eyes.

She wrenched the knife out of her chest. The fire roared to life again and her heart?—

Dying.

“Dee, baby, no?—”

She fumbled. The knife slipped from her fingers. “Bastard,” she whispered. “Why…didn’t I…see y-you?” She’d been too weak with him, from the beginning. She’d needed him, she’d wanted him, she’d?—

Cared.

So dumb. She should have known better.

“You won’t die. I won’t let you!” His bared fangs came toward her throat.

“No.” A breath, because that was all she had.

“We die tonight!” Ian yelled. “Tonight! Brian, are you waiting for me?”

“We’re getting the hell out of here,” Simon growled and then he grabbed Dee. He jerked her up against his chest.

Vampire. Dee tried to shove against him. Failed. Her hands just weren’t working right now.

“You’re not going any damn place, bastard.”

Dee’s head fell back against Simon’s shoulder as he turned to face the mouth of the alley. The exit that was blocked by easily half a dozen vampires.

Trap.

The human female had been the willing bait. Lure. Should have known.

Stupid fucking rookie mistake. But she’d been so busy watching Simon that she hadn’t seen the threat screaming in the shadows. Now it was too late.

Simon. She tried to speak, but choked on her own blood.

One of the vampires grabbed Ian. “Thanks for the tip, bastard.” The vamp yanked Ian’s neck to the side and sank his teeth deep.

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