Davy Harwood (The Immortal Prophecy 1)

“But why kidnap you?” I asked the question out loud to myself, but I jumped when Emily answered.

“Kates is behind all of this. I already told you that. She’s doing this to get even with Adam because she thinks he cheated on you. She’s crazy. Your friend is crazy.”

The crazy one was the one talking. I sighed and closed my eyes. My insides were a whirlwind. Everything was happening too fast and not fast enough. “None of this makes sense.”

“What guy?” Emily must’ve finally heard Adam.

“Huh?” Adam looked at her.

“You said that Davy kissed a guy. Who? She only likes you.” Could my roommate be more blunt?

“Emily,” I hissed. “Shut up.”

Adam frowned, ever so helpful. “I never got his name. We were never introduced, but he was tall.”

“These people…,” Emily murmured, tearful. “What kind of people could do this?”

Kidnappers. Heartless soulless people. Vampires.

I watched as my roommate tried to make sense of what she couldn’t understand. She really thought Bennett was a person, someone with a soul. She didn’t understand the power he had over her. She clung to what she wanted to believe. And Adam—he just saw his own guilt. I felt a tear at the corner of my eye, but I swallowed painfully and brushed it away. Adam was the guy that I had thought all along. He was so human that he was… human. He got jealous. He made a mistake. Then he got caught up in the situation. Neither of them had a clue what was really going on. I was envious of their naiveté. It was my fault Emily was crying. It was my fault that Adam looked so shameful. Both of them were innocent in this entire thing.

I was the Immortal.

Then the door was pushed open. Emily jumped, but she didn’t squeal this time. Thankfully.

Adam looked up.

“Davy,” Kates called me. A strand of her dirty blonde hair had slipped down to frame the corner of her cheek. Her sea blue eyes were bright and clear. She fully knew what she was doing. There was no vampire lust that filtered her decisions.

I took a small breath. I needed to accept the inevitable. Kates had betrayed me, but the sad part was that she didn’t know she betrayed me. I did know one thing, though. Kates wasn’t there to kill vampires. She was there for an entirely different reason.

“Come on,” she beckoned and I went.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

We didn’t go far. We went down one set of steps and past four doors before Kates opened the fifth. After she shut the door and I glanced around, I realized that this was her room. There was a giant bed that had a canopy, just like the one in the other room. There was a sensual feeling to the room until I caught sight of the opened closet door. I saw the hooker boots, leather halter tops, and frayed jeans.

That was all Kates.

“This is where you stay?” I asked, hurt.

Sorrow flashed in her eyes, but she nodded before she perched on another velour throne chair. She only had two. It looked like they kept the good stuff for the hostages.

“So… let’s start this by you telling me why you really came to Benshire.” I deadlocked my eyes with hers. This was the showdown. Truth time.

Kates swallowed once. “I came here because I fell in love with someone.”

“Someone or something?” I couldn’t keep the disdain away.

Anger flashed briefly in her eyes, but she pushed past it. “I fell in love with a vampire. Your contempt’s not new so could you stop with the attitude? It’s not helping.”

“It’s helping me.”

“You want some answers and I’m trying to tell you them. I won’t be so inclined if you piss me off.”

“Listen to you. ‘So inclined’—who’ve you been talking to? You don’t talk like that on a good day, Kates. Drop the act. I want my friend here, not whoever you are when you’re with this thing you love.”

“Thing?”