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There’s a moment when all is still, and it’s just me and Evander, his coat stained with blotches of ichor, his eyes widening, begging for it not to be true.
All around us, Others still midair, jaws frozen agape, their silvery coats glimmering in the moonlight.
Then the world snaps into action, and Evander and I run.
We weave through swarms of Others. I’m faster, nimbler, and while Evander has to muscle through several of them, I’m able to dodge their attacks with ease.
That means I get there first.
The world slows. It must be my vampire senses. They’re making sense of the scene before me with such speed, it only feels slower.
Ellie lies prone on the ground, shielding both her belly and Amity beneath her weight. Sticky red blood seeps from a gash in her side where her robes have been ripped. Amity’s face is flushed with exertion as she tries to wriggle out from underneath Ellie, whose entire body is trembling.
The Other still feeds from Ellie’s wound, digging its venom-soaked fangs into her side.
There’s a moment when this vision collides, lines up, with a memory, a dream.
Ellie crying on the floor, bleeding, her lifeblood being drained from her veins.
Ellie begging me to stop.
It’s that vision that has me careening for the Other.
I grab it by the maw. There’s a sickening crack as I rip the top half of its jaw from its hinges. Ellie lets out an agonized shriek as the fangs are torn from her body. The Other slumps to the ground next to Ellie, the top half of its head oozing venom and blood from where I still grasp it in my ichor-stained hand.
I only faintly hear it thud to the ground.
Amity’s now out from underneath Ellie, whose body has gone limp. She must have passed out from the pain. Amity stares at me. It’s only for a moment, but it only takes a moment of witnessing the utmost disappointment in a child’s eyes for it to be branded into my memory forever.
“Amity, I—”
“We need to get Ellie out of here,” Amity says, nodding toward our friend.
I nod in agreement, going for Ellie’s underarms so I can lift her and drag her away.
“Behind you!” Amity calls, and I have to drop Ellie back into the grass to swing my body around. I turn just in time to catch a set of teeth sinking into my forearm. A cry of pain rips from my throat, but now that the Other has its jaws sunk into my arm, I use my other forearm to brace the top of its neck.
Then I take the arm onto which it’s latched, and force it upward.
The Other’s neck snaps in two, the crunch of its vertebrae reverberating through my skin.
Its grip doesn’t slacken in death, so I have to pry its jaw open.
The pain slicing through my arm is dizzying, but at least I don’t feel the effects of the venom. My vampirism must shield me from it.
Venom.
Ellie’s gash contains venom.
That’s why she’s gone limp.
I don’t have time to examine her, though, not when three more beasts cut away from the swarm, stalking us with silent padded paws as the grass waves whimsically around them.
“Amity, stay behind me,” I hiss through my teeth.
The first beast lunges. I duck underneath its lithe body and thrust my hand through its neck. When I return my hand to my side, the beast’s larynx comes with it.
Its body falls in a silvery heap, but the next two beasts are cleverer.
