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Dimitri rises to his feet and closes the gap between us. To my surprise, he lifts his hand and draws a finger down my cheek.
His touch is soft, leaving a trail of tingles after it. I should pull away. I've never been the kind of girl to have even one guy on the go, never mind two. But just like with Bram, this kind of feels right. Not in a fated kind of way. I already know those things are just a myth. But in a comfortable way. Despite it all, I feel safe with Dimitri. Just like I do with Bram.
I close my eyes, and sense him moving closer. His breath fans against my skin, and anticipation begins to grow inside me. I'm at the point of begging when his lips brush against mine.
Just as I'm about to deepen the kiss, the heavy ornate door creaks open, and we jump apart.
"Time to go," Bram shouts through it, before giving us a knowing look. Not a disappointed one though. He nods at me once, as if showing some kind of approval. I make a mental note to ask him about that later. With his wife cheating on him before, I need him to properly be okay with what's going on here.
"We don't have the knife yet," I point out.
"Eric says the code is three-five-four-two," Bram replies, looking frantically up and down the corridor. "Quickly, Ashryn, they're coming."
I don't need telling twice. Nor do I need telling who they are. We all know, and it's not good news. I just hope not all the hunters are about. Otherwise the odds are something like fifty to four, and I can't say I'm crazy about them.
Dropping to my knees, I type in the code, and grab the only thing in the safe, thrusting it into the bag with my spare weapons. They may come in useful after all.
Chapter 7
"Which way?" Eric calls out.
"Some foresight you have," Bram mutters, just loud enough for us all to hear.
"Right," I answer, ignoring Bram's cutting comment. We're all well aware of Eric's secret. The one about his powers of prophecy being completely fake. Though there aren't many people who do know, and I think Bram's realisation is pretty recent.
As in, twenty minutes ago, recent.
"Wait," I command them all, and to my surprise, they all stop running. I motion for them to hide in an empty room, and I go back to the door to listen.
Footsteps. Almost like a march, coming from the next corridor along. Shit, that's not good at all.
"Anyone need any weapons?" I ask, at a loss for what else to do. The hunters are nearly on us, and while we can try and keep hiding from them, I'm not sure how possible that will be.
"Yes," Eric admits, and I throw my backpack to him. The other two shake their heads. Good, we're not completely at a loss then. As much as I like Eric, he doesn't strike me as the kind to be overly proficient in a fight. Though maybe that's me being unfair to him. If he's been the vampires' fake prophet for so long, the he's likely never needed to be able to fight. And training would have been a waste of his time anyway.
Which raises the question of why Dimitri even brought him along for this trip. If it'd been up to me, I'd have brought someone who could help in a fight, not hinder.
That may just be my hunter training kicking in. It's a little bit on the ruthless side. But maybe once everything is settled down, I'll be able to soften up a little. Maybe even find some hobbies that don't include sharp objects or weapons upkeep. One of the guys might even be able to give me some ideas. I'll need them.
"What's the plan?" Bram asks, deferring to me and not to Dimitri, which is interesting. I wonder what's going on in his head right now. He's not glaring at the other man, or doing anything else that can be construed as jealousy. It's interesting to say the least.
"Hope they don't find us, and if they do, fight like our lives depend on it and don't stop until they're subdued or we're dead?" I suggest.
"Only subdued?" Bram arches an eyebrow.
"Yes. It's not any of the hunters' faults they're this way. Maybe try not to kill them? They might not be able to help themselves."
"Good call," Dimitri acknowledges, and I see Eric sag with relief.
"Except the ones that attacked us?" Bram qualifies.
"Probably. I don't think Ravi and Lily are likely to stop, no matter what we do." It's a sad fact that some of the hunters actually are sadists. But I suppose we're all just products of how we're brought up. "But try not to. A lot of them might just want a normal life."
The three men nodded, and I'm feeling satisfied by that. They're doing what I say because it makes sense, but even so, actually having them listen and not just fight against it because I'm female, or because I'm new, is a novel idea. I'm not used to this.
"I think our main goal should just be getting out of here," Bram says.
I nod. "I agree. We should get out first, then regroup to sort other things out later."
