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that her parents had arrived. Glancing back, she saw each of them standing among one of the two other groups of witches. Her mother’s tattoo, also located on her left shoulder, was almost entirely covered by bay laurel leaves, while the mark on her father’s arm was still being retraced.

    Suddenly feeling completely exhausted, Cami stepped through the doorway. She searched the room, wondering where Chloe was since she’d expected her niece to pounce on her for the little excursion she’d promised. The spell did take a rather long time to perform, so it was likely that the Ryans had taken her to get settled in for the night. With Chloe still growing, the witches would have to wait perform the permanent blocking spell for her until she reached maturity.  

    Grateful for the reprieve, Cami decided to heed the witch’s advice and get some rest. Oddly enough, she was actually excited, almost giddy, with the prospect of lying down quietly in her bed; though not to sleep, but to continue the little fantasy she’d started in her head featuring a certain young and maddeningly charming vampire. She had no intention of changing her stance on whatever it was between them when they were back in the light of day; but for the moment, even if he couldn’t ever know about it, he gave her something she needed.  

    While she was aching to fall into bed after an exhausting day full of tragedy, fighting, and Jared, her stomach let out an audible growl as her gums began to throb, her body’s way of telling her she was overdue for a feeding. Entering the elevator, she leaned against the cool metal wall as she descended, careful to keep her shoulder from touching, though the cold surface would have been soothing to her still- burning skin. She peered at her reflection as the elevator moved, her eyes landing on her lips as an image of Jared’s mouth, twisted up in that crooked grin of his, flooded her mind.  

    The bell dinged, signaling her arrival on the lower level and bringing her back to the task at hand. She stepped out into the darkness and sped off towards the residential wing, but bypassed the door to her suite, making her way instead to the blood storage room. While there was certainly a bag of O-negative left in the refrigerator in her room, she knew she’d need closer to three, given the strenuous nature of the day and the length of time since her last feeding.

    Turning the corner, she stopped dead in her tracks, hearing the door to the cold room slide open as she was hit with a scent that was growing maddeningly familiar. Its impact on her was immediate.  

    Given the vast array of emotions that were already weighing on her, the extreme physical exhaustion, and the fact that she had spent the better part of the evening indulging in erotic thoughts about him, Jared’s scent set her blood on fire, and it pissed her off. Somehow, her choosing to think of him as a means of escape had been an entirely different and acceptable prospect because she could at least pretend it was within her control. Actually being around him was a whole different matter.

    Knowing there was absolutely no way she could conceal her body’s response, or deal with Jared’s unwavering efforts to get close to her, Cami turned and rushed back to her suite praying that Jared hadn’t detected her presence, or worse, the scent of her arousal.

    Guess one bag will have to do, Cami thought as she quietly closed her door and breathed a sigh of relief, vowing to never again indulge in silly fantasies about something which simply couldn’t be.  

    She flashed across the room, retrieved the sole bag of blood from the refrigerator, and tossed it onto the bed. Swiftly unbuckling all of her holsters, she dropped them, weapons and all, to the floor, feeling too tired to bother putting them in their rightful places.  

    She considered showering as she stripped off her clothes in record time, but quickly decided against it and fell into bed. Rolling onto her