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“Of what?”
“Lycanthropy.”
Or not.
Gina sighed and closed her eyes.
“Don’t worry,” Elise continued. “Moon comes up, you’ll still be you. I promise. How are you feeling?”
Gina’s eyes snapped open. “How do you think I’m feeling? My best friend is…” She paused. “What is he?”
Dead? Trapped?
Screaming?
“Gone,” Elise said. “He was gone the instant he agreed to let the Nahual in.”
“How did I get home?”
“Edward’s got all kinds of connections. He called in a helicopter. Got both you and Matt out of there and back here so I could—”
“Teo!” Gina sat up so fast the whole world spun, and Elise reached out to touch her shoulder with a hand that had a pentagram on the palm. Odd place for a tattoo.
“Whoa,” Elise said. “You’re still a little shaky.”
“Where is he? Is Teo okay?”
“He’s fine,” Elise assured her. “I cured him, too.”
Gina frowned. Teo had been bitten? Had she—?
No. He’d been bleeding when she arrived. She’d wanted that blood so badly. But then …
Images flickered. The fight. The Nahual howling. The door slamming. She’d gotten up, stomach rumbling, planning to make it stop with him, but by then he’d been more werewolf than human.
Hell.
“He hasn’t woken yet,” Elise continued. “He lost a lot of blood.”
Blood. Gina could smell it, almost taste it, and that memory brought back the hunger. The desire to rip into Teo’s flesh and—
“God!” Gina smacked herself in the forehead with the heel of her hand. Elise took that hand and pulled it back down.
“That wasn’t you,” Elise said. “It was the demon.”
“It was more me than you think,” Gina returned.
Even now what she’d felt bubbled within her—the thrill of the hunt, the excitement of the kill, the ecstasy that lay in the blood.
“I know what it’s like,” Elise said.
Gina peered into the other woman’s clear, blue eyes and saw the memories there. Elise did know; she would always know.
“You have to be strong. If you let yourself give in to the…” Elise searched for a word.
“Sadness?” Gina offered. “Madness?”
“Gladness?” whispered a voice that gave her a start. Had that been the Nahual?
