attention could have been for any number of
reasons. It didn’t mean he had feelings for her. He saved her,
because the King would kill him if he didn’t drag her back. Kahli
wasn’t a fool. She knew he couldn’t tell her everything, and that
there was much more to tell.
It didn’t matter. Not now. First, they needed
to buy more time. Chipping a wolf would lead the vamps in the wrong
direction and give them the head start that they had lost. Even
though they’d only stopped for a short time, time was everything
now and they had none.
Kahli turned to look at Will over her
shoulder. The freshly fallen snow was like dust, blowing through
the air in a blinding array. The tiny particles whipped into her
face, each one feeling like a splinter of glass caught in the wind.
There were no tracks to follow. That was good and bad. It made them
harder to track, but it made finding the stray wolves harder, too.
She wasn’t sure where they’d be in this weather. In the past, the
pack jumped on her as soon as she emerged, but today there wasn’t a
single beast.
Kahli’s heart sank, as she looked around
frantically.
Will stopped beside her, leaning close enough
to be heard above the howl of the wind. “Now what?”
“What else does this thing monitor?”
“Body temperature, pulse, and location.
That’s it. He must have stabbed you with it before you got
away.”
Kahli nodded, scanning the snow banks,
looking for any signs of life. After a moment her lips pulled back
into a smile. “Bingo.”
Will followed her gaze, shielding his eyes
from the wind and sun. “Are you serious?”
“You got a better idea?” she asked, looking
up at him.
“Honestly? No.” Will looked at the white
rodent perched on the top of the bank. It seemed to be sniffing the
air. “So, is your plan to compel it or...” before he could finish
asking, Kahli was gone. Will turned to look for her, but she’d
already ducked low to the ground. He shook his head and folded his
arms across his chest. The animal was watching him. “Or we can do
this your way,” he laughed.
In a flash, Kahli snuck up behind the small
animal. She kept her body downwind, so it couldn’t sense her
approaching quietly from the side. The chip was already in the
insertion device. It was round and long and fit snuggly in the palm
of her hand. It worked like a knife. All she had to do was grab the
animal and press the trigger on the top of the cylinder, as she
stabbed. That was what the King had to done her.
In a flash, Kahli leapt, grabbing the
creature by the throat with one hand, while the other hand punched
the trigger. The chip was shot into the animal’s hind leg as it
shrieked, terrified. Kahli cooed to it and placed it back on the
snow bank. It didn’t wait. As soon as its furry white feet hit the
snow, it took off.
Will walked up behind her with a grin on his
lips, “Nice work, wild girl.”
“And you wanted to compel it,” she laughed,
looking at him as she stood up. They both watched the animal scurry
away.
“I was joking,” Will said. “I would have
bribed it, but your way of attacking it like a wild dog worked
fine. That rabbit will never go within a hundred feet of a human
again.”
“Or a vampire,” Kahli grinned looking up at
him.
They turned to backtrack toward the bike.
Will was shaking his head. “The guards are going to be all sorts of
pissed when they realize they’ve been tracking a bunny rabbit.”
CHAPTER 8
The King surveyed his chamber, his gaze
falling on the blood that stained the room, marring its previously
perfect appearance. There was no way he’d survive this if he didn’t
act fast. Still bleeding, he left his rooms. Stepping over the dead
guard, the King walked toward the maiden’s room with singular
purpose. He wanted that girl—the one Kahli protected from the
Purging—the one that was rightfully his.
Cassie.
The King pushed into the chambers, dismissing
the guards as he went. When he found her room, he saw the