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    Now the scent of blood was strong, easy to follow, as though more of the enemy joined the first two as they travelled. Under the multiple scents was another one Brett could only just make out. Light and delicate, it was the kidnapped human. There was more than one. Another human scent, one mixed with new blood, and so strong that even Brett could tell it was female.
    “They’re taking more women.” Kelwood’s voice cut through the darkness as the four of them slowed. Following the scent, they’d gone from fields upon fields of crops, into scrub-land, and finally into the woods where they stood. “Some are injured.”
    They all turned toward him as he hunkered down, folding up in that weird way they’d all adopted since they’d been changed. It was as though their bodies didn’t have to follow the same laws of movement as before. The pose reminded Brett of a spider, which made no sense since none of them had eight freaking legs.
    “They must be close.” Kelwood frowned as he ran a hand over the dirt in front of him. Now that he was moving, and they were under pressure, his manner had snapped back to totally professional. It was only when they stopped, and he had time to think, that he folded in on himself, his grief at losing his wife and child palpable. “I’m picking up the same scents overlapping, as though they’re coming in and out. No humans coming out, though.”
    Fredericks went to say something, but a scream from deeper in the woods cut him off. Brett snapped his head up, the sound hitting him deep in the gut. Feminine, it held a note of terror that stripped away everything in him but the need to protect.
    Without a thought, he launched himself into a run. He didn’t have Kelwood’s sense of smell, Frederick’s sense of strategy or Dom’s ability to take on a whole pack of Lycans and come out of it with little more than a scratch. Wha t he did have though, was speed. Of them all, he was the fastest.
    He could hear them crashing through the undergrowth behind him as he ran. No need for a sense of smell. The screams had died down to whimpers, then nothing, but his hearing was excellent.
    Certainly good enough to hear another voice call out softly. “Where are you, pretty one? Don’t hide from me now; I’ve got a little surprise for you.”
    The voice was male. Cruel. The harsh tone in it that said bad things would happen when he got hold of his prey.
    Brett reached the edge of a small clearing and stopped dead. That was another thing about their new natures that impressed the hell out of him. The ability to go from something approaching light speed to nothing. Absolute zero, total lack of movement.
    Ahead of him, where the trees thinned out to reveal a narrow path, was a Blood. Of all the project’s creations, they were the most recognizable after the original Re-animates. Pale skin, black on black eyes.... The only things they could conceal were the fangs that punched through their gums so they could feed, and the retractable claws hidden beneath their fingernails.
    His lips curled back; it made no difference what this guy tried to hide. They’d fought and killed enough Bloods for Brett to know exactly how to take one down. Staying as still as a statue, he tracked the other male’s movements as the creature stalked down the path. The Blood turned his head to the left and to the right as he moved. Scanning for movement. Trying to sense where his prey had hidden. Like SARAs, Bloods could see excellently in the dark.
    “Come on, pretty one. Don’t hide from me, or you’ll make me mad.”
    Make him mad? What happened then…? Did he turn green or some shit like that? Brett clenched his jaw until his teeth ground together. Asshole. Even the Blood’s voice grated.
    Brett spotted movement and his world paused. A woman was tucked into the side of a tree trunk. Small and delicate, she looked like she’d break in two at so much as a hard gust of wind. Masses of hair surrounded her,