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out from the trees, moving so fast my eyes can barely keep up. The scent of rust floods the land, and the ground below me softens like mud. At first, I think that maybe it started to rain, but when I glance down, I realize the dirt is soaked in blood.
    A gasp escapes my lips as I trip back, reaching for my dagger in my sheath, but a figure zooms toward me and slams their hands against my chest. The dagger falls from my hands as I stumble to the ground, landing on the bodies of my fallen friends.
    Dead. Everyone’s dead.
    A sob wrenches from my chest as I extend my arm to the side and feel around for my weapon. Blood coats my fingers, and tears stain my cheeks.
    “No. This can’t be happening.”
    “But it is.” A deathly, emotionless face appears above me. Her skin is as pale as the moon, her hair as black as the sky, and her teeth as sharp as my missing dagger.
    “You’re a vampire.” My voice trembles as I lean back, my fingers tracing the ground, searching for my dagger.
    “Wow. You’re a sharp one,” she ridicules with a smirk before wrapping her fingers loosely around my neck and leaning in. “I guess fey were never really known for their intelligence, though, were they?”
    “But we were here to meet the Lord of the Afterlife.”
    “Did you really believe that?” She laughs. “How stupid of you.”
    I want to tell her she’s wrong, want to be confident and strong, but fear overwhelms me, and I only manage to get one word out. “Why?”
    “Why?” She hovers closer, so close I can smell the stench of blood staining her pierced lips. “That’s the best you can come up with?”
    My fingers graze the handle of my dagger, and a drop of hope rises in my chest. “What else am I supposed to ask?”
    Her smile widens, blood dripping down her chin. “How about this?” She leans closer, putting her lips to my ear. “Who?”
    My fingers fold around the metal handle. “But I already know the answer. It’s right in front of me.”
    She laughs wickedly, the sound sending a chill down my spine. “Stupid fey. Nothing is ever that simple.” She slants away from me, raising her head into the moonlight, her lips parting, her fangs ready to sink into my flesh and rip me to bits.
    That’s when I spot the sequence of symbols branded into her throat.
    “You’re from one of the facilities,” I whisper, inching my dagger close. “This isn’t you. This is them, the Electi. They did this to you.”
    Anger flares in her eyes. “The facilities have done nothing to me except bring out what I truly am!” she roars, her fangs lengthening as she throws her head back.
    A trail of moonlight spills across her bloody throat and collarbone. In the hollow of her throat, inked into her flesh, is a tattoo of a blood droplet with a silvery T carved into the center. She’s part of the territory clan that lives near Virginia Beach by the coastline. Usually, territory vampires are less violent and more in control of their blood thirst.
    It hast to be because of the facilities. They ruined her, just like they’re ruining everything else.
    I bring my dagger up, aiming it at her chest, but she captures my arm and digs her nails into my flesh.
    I wince in pain, the weapon slipping from my fingers as her fangs sink into my neck and split open my throat.
    I’m dying …
    I really am …
     

Chapter 8
     
    “Well, Jax, I have to say, you really picked a winner here,” an unfamiliar voice says. “Fainting at the scene? I think that might be a first.”
    “It’s not a first, and you know it. Over half the newbies faint when they see their first real crime scene,” Jax replies with a deafening exhale. “And, if I’m remembering correctly, you were one of them.”
    I want to open my eyes and see who she is, see where I am, but I’m afraid. Cold.
    Terrified .
    “You’re right. I did.” The woman’s voice turns flirty. “But I’m surprised you remember that.”
    “How could I forget?” Jax replies. “I’m the one who