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Eric. “I’m not going to let you hunt
him alone.”
    But he just laughed. “Trust me, I can take him out.”
Such total confidence.
    Her eyes narrowed as she studied him. What had Ares
said?
Killing vamps should be child’s play for you, sunny
boy.
She swallowed, a really,
really
bad feeling
rising in her stomach. “What did Ares mean, about you killing
vampires?”
    His eyelids lowered in a barely perceptible flinch.
If she hadn’t been watching him so closely, she wouldn’t have seen
the telling movement. “Apollo?”
    His lips thinned. “I’ll tell you, but, first, I want
to get you out of this alley.” His arms looped behind her, and he
pulled her flush against him. “I want to jump back home.”
    Jump.
“You mean…space jump?” That was what
he’d called it before.
    A quick nod. “It’s the safest way. We’ll disappear
and if that bastard’s watching, he won’t know where the hell we
went.”
    Her fingers dug into his waist. “How does this work
exactly?” Jumping through space, that seemed dangerous. “I mean, is
it like on Star Trek when the crew members look like they’re
disintegrating?”
    His lips quivered and she knew he fought a smile.
“No, sweetheart. We’re not going to disintegrate. We’re just gonna
move really, really fast.”
    “Oh, okay.” Moving fast didn’t sound so bad.
    “Now, hold on tight, and don’t let go, no matter what
happens.”
    No matter what happens.
Um…back to sounding
bad. “Apollo, I don’t understand, why—”
    Too late.
    A strange howling filled her ears, and the alley
darkened as the cement walls faded away.
    A blur of light whipped past her body. Hands yanked
at her flesh.
    Terese screamed and clung to Apollo, holding on to
her god with all her strength.

Chapter Six
    “Are you all right?”
    Terese cracked open one eye and managed to glare at
him. “Are we done jumping?”
    With an effort, Apollo managed not to laugh. “Uh,
yeah, we’re done.” They were back at his place, and Terese was
currently curled in the fetal position on his bed.
    Her other eye opened. “I don’t ever,
ever
want to do that again.”
    “Sorry, I should have told you that jumping could be
a little unsettling at first.”
    “Yeah, a little.” She sat up, rubbing her arms. Then
she bit her lip. “Do you think we’re safe now?”
    He hoped so, but he really didn’t know how powerful
Eric was.
    There was someone who could tell him, someone who
always seemed to know everything about mortal and immortal
life—
    Zeus.
His all-knowing, arrogant sire.
    He’d have to jump to Olympus and pay his old man a
visit to see what the bastard knew.
    Terese stretched out on the bed. “Dawn’s coming.”
    Apollo blinked. The windows were completely covered.
Not even a trace of light from the outside shone in. With each day
that passed, Terese seemed to sense the dawn’s power more and
more.
    The mattress dipped when he crawled into the bed with
her. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you.”
    Her arms wrapped around him, and she cuddled close,
resting her cheek on his shoulder. “What’s that?” she asked, her
voice soft.
    “What were you like…before?” Before Eric had found
her, before he’d transformed her into a vampire. Before there’d
been fear in her eyes.
    Her head lifted and she gazed at him, a small line
pulling down her brows. “What do you mean?”
    “Well, what did you do for a living?” Such a simple,
normal question. And it was so important to him.
    He wanted to know Terese. To know the woman she’d
been, to know the woman she’d become.
    “I-I was an artist.” She lifted her right hand and
gazed down at her nails. “I always had paint on me. On my clothes,
in my hair.” She turned her hand toward him. “Under my nails.”
    He caught her hand in his, brought it to his mouth,
and kissed her fingers. “What did you paint?”
    Her smile faded as sadness slipped across her face.
“I liked to paint the outdoors. Landscapes.