End Game (Vampire Hunter Book 6)

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once mine. And if I can’t have him,
no one can. I’m not yet sure if I can kill you, but I certainly can kill Lucas.
And I will, if you don’t keep your distance.” She paused. “Have you ever been
with a man?”
    I averted my eyes from Senara’s pointed stare.
    She laughed again. “That’s what I thought. Wow, what a cute little
project you are. The little virgin dead girl. Lucas always liked his projects.
If you give it up for him, he’ll be out the door the next morning. Sure, Lucas
is hot as fuck, but he’s still your typical man. One track mind.”
    I was glad there was no blood circulating through my veins. I would have
been as red as a tomato, from anger or embarrassment, I wasn’t quite sure.
    “You done?” I snapped.
    But she wasn’t. Senara grabbed my shirt by the neck. I was forcefully
pulled from my seat.
    “I’ll be done when you’re dead,” she hissed. Then, Senara put her hand
square against my chest and pushed. I was slammed into the bookshelf behind me.
It teetered but didn’t fall.
    Senara smiled. “Next time I won’t be so gentle,” she warned. And then she
turned on her heel and was gone.
     I got up off the floor and walked shakily back to the library
table. She’s just trying to intimidate you.
    But still, I couldn’t get Senara’s words out of my head. I wasn’t stupid.
As much as I’d like to believe that the relationship Lucas and Senara
had was handholding and hugging, I knew better. He had been with her, in the
most intimate way you could be with someone, and that was a fact I was going to
have to accept. But to think that Lucas would use a girl for sex and run away
the next day? That, I couldn’t, wouldn’t believe.
    But even more upsetting was Senara’s threat to kill Lucas. He was going
to have to go into hiding, whether he liked it or not. At least until we came
up with a plan to kill the bitch.
    I was still seething over Senara when Henry walked into the library.
    “Ready?” he asked, but his face fell when he saw my expression.
    “Senara was here,” I explained before he could ask.
    I told Henry what she had said, leaving out the embarrassing parts, the
ones about sex.
    “She told me to stay away from Lucas,” I admitted.
    “Did she say why?” Henry asked.
    “No,” I lied. “Guess she’s afraid we might team up and come after her?” I
suggested.
    “Ugh.” Henry shook his head. “This is getting way too complicated.”
    “You got that right,” I muttered. “But I don’t think I need to warn Lucas this very minute . Let’s go see that jackass; let me get some of his hair.”
    “Okay,” Henry replied. We left the library and headed towards the gym.
    “I’ll be right outside,” Henry said. “I don’t want Benji to see me, but
if anything, and I repeat anything happens, you scream as loud as
possible.”
    “I will,” I agreed. Normally I would have been nervous, doing something
like this, but all I could think about was Senara. I wanted to wrap my hands
around her perfect neck and squeeze until there was no life left inside her. If
that would even kill her.
    Is this really what I’ve become? A cold-blooded killer. I tried to
convince myself that Senara deserved it. After all, she really did. But I knew
my motives. And they weren’t pure – they were personal.
    Henry and I peered through the see-through door of the gym. Sure enough,
there was Benji, lying down on a weight bench doing press ups.
    “Here goes nothing…” I gave Henry a half smile and pushed the door open,
entering the gym.
    Benji didn’t look up. I strode purposefully towards him. “Hey,
douchebag,” I snapped.
    Benji put the weight back on the rack and glanced towards me. “You,” he
spat out.
    As I got closer, I could see his face looked even more swollen than the
last time I had seen him. What did you expect? It’s barely been a week.
    “Yes, me, ” I said, feeling the anger bubbling up inside my chest.
It wasn’t just Benji I was furious at – no, it was

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