by the sea breeze.
They stopped near the front doors. Silas knelt to catch his breath while Ryker and Kyana scanned the large building. There were chains on the inside of the doors and furniture covering the glass. Humans, either trapped or long since somethingâs dinner, had tried to barricade themselves from the danger.
Whether theyâd been successful remained to be seen.
She closed her eyes and drank in a gulp of pheromone-laced air. There were definitely humans inside, and they smelled alive. But more importantly, Havenâs scent was among them.
âWait here while I find a way in.â
âBreak . . . the . . . glass.â Silas was still winded from their jog. âBetween the three of us . . . the debris will barely slow us down.â
âAnd what if there are people still inside?â Ryker scanned the building.
âThere are,â she said.
Ryker frowned and pointed skyward. âThere may be an opening on the roof. A ventilation shaft we can use. Itâs not that high.â
âNot all of us can do the Spider-Man thing.â Silas stood to his full height and glared at Ryker. âBesides, if they blocked the doors, Iâm sure they thought about the roof. Otherwise, there wouldnât be any humans left to worry about.â
âAnd there wonât be when weâre gone if we breach their defenses and leave them wide open to attack,â Ryker said. âIt will take until dawn at the earliest before help arrives. We canât leave them on their own, and we sure as hell canât take them with us. We have to find another way in. Unless you want to stay with them.â
Feeling a full-blown battle of wills coming on, Kyana stepped between them before they brought any and every creature that went bump in the night down on their asses. She didnât mind a good fight. Actually, it always made her feel better. But now wasnât the time.
âIâm going to find another way in. You two wait here. I wonât be long.â
âYou canât go in there by yourself,â both men demanded at once.
She glared from one to the other, her gaze finally coming to rest on Silas. âIâm not going to risk killing the humans. This is the right place and if Haven came back, thereâs something important in there. I intend to find it.â
âThis doesnât look like the place you described from your vision,â Ryker said. âYou sure this is right?â
âNo, Iâm not sure, but itâs all we have right now,â she said, slinging her pack over her shoulder. âI wonât be long. Try not to kill each other while Iâm gone, okay?â
Before they could offer more objections, Kyana turned and sprinted into the shadows. Jumping to the low roof wasnât even a good workout. Neither was removing the ventilation fanâs cover.
She knelt before the opening, easing her head inside the dark hole. She didnât have a problem with small spaces. However, the loud whir of the fan was proof that the mall was still hooked up with electricity, and she didnât much like the thought of falling the wrong way and ending up as a pile of ground beef.
With a deep breath, she eased into the tight shaft and slowly made her way away from the noise. After several false starts that led to dead ends, she finally found a path that opened into a maintenance area.
The minute she eased the heavy door open, Havenâs light scent became stronger . . . as did the humansâ fear.
She inhaled deeply. The humansâ numbers werenât large, but their need for self-preservation was strong. She could sense their determination to survive. It was probably the only thing that had kept them alive all this time. She ran her tongue over her fangs, noted begrudgingly how much theyâd shrunk since absorbing Artemisâs blood. It didnât matter how small the fangs were, or that she didnât