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"You ready?" Kane asks, snapping me out of my sad reverie.
"Yeah. Let's go play nice with Amy and Gage."
He snorts derisively, shaking his head. "One day, it'll just be us. I swear."
"I can't wait."
Amy is all snarls and icy death-glares. I just ignore her, pretending she doesn't even exist. Sierra and Deke have been slaving away on the cages downstairs, preparing for the red moon that will be here tonight.
"How long until this cycle of red moons is over?" I ask when Kane comes to wrap his arms around me.
At least I'm wearing jeans and a T-shirt now. I feel a thousand times better in an outfit that doesn't beg to be noticed.
"Another month, maybe two. It's been a while since there was a cycle this big. We've still got five more ahead of us—at least."
Great. Five more nights of watching over Amy. Bitch.
"Slasher films and pie?" I ask, shrugging.
Kane smiles, nodding as he jogs backwards to pick up two movies and wave them around. The sun isn't far from setting, so I hope they have those cages ready.
"I need to go help Sierra and Deke," Amy growls, agitated with the way Kane has completely refused to acknowledge her existence.
"We need more pie," Zee chirps while walking out of the kitchen.
Kane bursts out laughing when Zee sets down two pie plates—two empty pie plates.
"You ate both of those?" I gasp.
"It's been too long since I've had the bite. Pie helps. I'll go get some more."
"I'll go," Kane chuckles out, motioning for me to join him.
I gladly accept the offer to get out of the house. Fortunately, Gage hasn't gotten here yet, which is great, considering dealing with Amy has already given me an ulcer. Stupid, fanged, she-devil, bitch, monst—
"You ready?" Kane asks, holding the car door open for me.
Hell, I managed to walk all the way out here without even noticing.
"Yeah."
Kane does his best to make me laugh all the way to town. If I'd never been brutally jarred into facing the fact he's a killer, I'd never have believed it.
"I'll grab the pies. You hang out," he murmurs, kissing my hand.
I cut the music off and enjoy the silence as he rushes into the store. It's so peaceful right now. As I gaze around at all the people oblivious to the real world—not realizing they're not on the top of the food chain—I notice a large woman and several children walking by.
I tilt my head, curious. The children are all so skinny—eyes sunken in, clothes hanging off of them. They look dirty, malnourished, and neglected—five of them. I open the door, ready to go blast that chubby bitch walking them into a house.
One child whimpers, and she slaps the child across the face, bringing my blood to a boil. I'll show her how to slap someone who deserves to be slapped.
I'm caught mid-stalk, hands on my waist, as Kane forces me to stand in place. I fight against him, furious that he's holding me back.
"They're fucking kids!" I growl.
"They're human, Alyssa. What are you going to do? Beat the hell out of her? You'll have to dust her memory. What good will that do? You'll get yourself into all kinds of trouble. I know a cop. Let me make a call. We have to handle human shit with human politics."
I glare at the house, memorizing everything about it. If the cop doesn't do something, I sure as hell will.
