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Joseph squeezed me tight and lifted me off the ground.
“Human, remember?” I managed to say despite thinking my lungs might burst.
“Oh, sorry,” he said putting me down.
I looked at my family. The only family I had now.
“I’m so glad to be home,” I sighed as they hugged me again.
Chapter Eighteen: Lightning Strikes
I fell asleep curled against Jonathon. He was cold as ice but after not being able to touch him for so long I didn’t want to spend a second not touching him. I never wanted to face the prospect of not being with him ever again. We were made for each other. He is mine. I’m his. Never again will I forget that. I love him more than anything. More than the air that I breathe. I never want to waste a second without him. The pain of not being with him is too excruciating. My soul was lost without him. We are a part of each other. I live inside of Jonathon and he lives inside of me. Always and forever. I cannot change my love for him just as I cannot count the stars in the night sky.
I dreamed of night. Dark all-consuming night. Stars sparked in the distance. But where we were was nothing but black. This is the end; my dream self thought. This is where is happens. Tonight is the night that will decide our fate. She must die. It’s the only way.
“Kylie, stay back,” Jonathon’s voice chimed inside my head. I moved back so the line of vampires and Coven members could stand in front of me.
Grief swarmed over me. I should be able to help them. They shouldn’t have to risk their lives for me.
Somewhere in front of me blue fire sparkled in the night. I could see the backs of my protectors.
“Come out, come out wherever you are! I know you’re here!” yelled Jonathon into the night.
I gasped as a cold hand came around my neck.
“Tsk, tsk, Jonathon. I thought you were better than that,” she said as the line of vampires and Coven members turned, frozen in place, “You left the girl waiting for me. How nice of you. Are you ready to watch her die?” Her voice whispered into the night.
I woke up screaming.
“Principesssa! What’s wrong? Please, talk to me,” Jonathon said, grabbing my flailing arms.
I turned to tell him and my hand crunched down on something.
A piece of paper.
Oh, God no.
Are you ready to die?
I threw the paper down as if I was burned.
“She’s been here! Oh, God she’s been here!” I screamed hysterically, yanking at the layers of blankets seeking freedom.
Reading the note, Jonathon had gone even more impossibly pale.
“My dream, oh God, it was an omen,” I cried.
Jonathon was already scrambling around cussing like a sailor in what sounded like thirty different languages.
“We have to leave now!” he said urgently yanking at the tent zipper. I kept shaking and crying hysterically.
“Wake up! Wake up! We’ve been breached! We have to leave NOW! Move!” He yelled as heads began to emerge from tents.
He looked at me, panic pooling in his eyes, “I thought we would be safe here. This was Andrew’s home town. I didn’t think she would dare come here. I’m so sorry. This is my fault.”
“No, it’s not. It’s not anyone’s fault. Selena is a sadistic killer. Let’s just please get out of here!” I screamed hysterically. I kept expecting her to grab me around my neck and drag me off into the woods.
