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    “Uh, clearly this book is about uh, menopause. Right, see. The change is going through menopause. Didn’t your mother or grandmother ever talk about the change to you?” I took the volume out of his hands and stuck it back on the shelf, babbling the whole time. “All my grandmother talked about was the change and how she suffered from hot flashes and mood swings. Never knowing when her period was going to arrive …”
    Hunter was staring at me like I’d gone off the deep end. I shrugged. “It’s a real pain in the butt never knowing when you’re gonna start your monthly, you know. I can see why women going through the change would be cranky about that.”
    I’d seen my mother use this tactic on my father many times and it always worked. Bring up feminine things to guys and they couldn’t get out of the room fast enough. I was glad to see Hunter was no exception to the rule.
    “Are we done here?” he asked.
    “Yes, I think we can go now.”
    “What about the symbols you need?”
    “I’m not totally out of options yet. I can check one more place.” I reached the door to leave and pushed on it without swiping the card. Simulated sun lights flooded the room, bright like the sun, and an alarm blared. Hunter threw his arm around me, using his duster to cover my head, and shoved us out the door with lightening speed.
    We raced to his motorcycle and sprayed gravel in our haste to leave the driveway. Once we were safely on the road and it was obvious no one was chasing us, he slowed down. Both our hearts were racing and I hugged him tighter as he drove. That was a close one. I should be grateful that Hunter reacted so quickly to get us out of there, but I couldn’t help wondering if it wasn’t the first time he’d jumped on his bike and made a quick escape.
    He drove us back to the House as the sun just started to peek over the horizon. He sort of dumped me off on the front lawn and shouted he’d call me, then rode off into the dawn. I guess I couldn’t blame him for getting away from me as fast as possible. I did almost get him killed, even if he only thought the biggest risk was getting arrested for breaking and entering.
    I went into the House, pleasantly surprised by the quietness around me. Dawn was when good little vampire girls and boys were going to bed. Except half-bloods. They only possessed some vampire traits, so many of them kept the same hours now as they had when they were alive.
    I hoped I could catch Ileana before she crawled into her coffin, or whatever she slept in, for the night. I took the stairs two by two. Though most of the girls at Psi Phi slept in the dorms in the secret basement, Ileana preferred to sleep upstairs with her personal human maid, Sophie.
    I walked quietly down the hallway, carefully listening for any noise to indicate if someone were sleeping or out and about. I arrived at Ileana’s and pressed my ear to the door.
    “For goodness’ sake, Piper, you walk like an elephant. Come in,” Ileana said from inside.
    That’s what I get for trying to be quiet in a vampire house! Sure, not everyone possessed super vampire hearing but you could bet at least one person did.
    “Sorry to wake you,” I said as I entered, carefully checking the floor of the entryway for Sophie. The maid usually slept by the door or outside it to guard her charge. Ileana Romanav was a half-blood who’d managed to hide from persecution for more than one hundred years by masquerading as a new family member every generation. She’d pretended to be her great-great-grandmother, great-grandmother, grandmother, and mother, and now she was just Ileana. Thanks to Colby emancipating half-bloods, she was a free Undead. You’d think she would be a little grateful but Ileana was royalty, which might account for the attitude.
    “Why are you skulking about the house at this hour?” Ileana asked, sitting pretty in her large canopy bed while Sophie brushed her gorgeous blonde curls.
    “Oh, you know me.