Davy Harwood in Transition (The Immortal Prophecy 2)

I stood and dressed as he did the same.

He stopped with his jeans in one hand. "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to walk you out." And then I thought, 'I love you, Lucas.'

His head snapped up in shock and he was across the room the next instant. His mouth ground against mine and I felt myself being lifted up. My legs wound around his waist and I held on. We couldn't get enough of each other, but then we heard another knock at the door.

He groaned as he pulled back, but whispered against my lips, "I love you too."

Both of us dressed after that and walked down the hallway hand in hand. When we got to a small door, we stepped out and saw a car waiting there. Bastion and Gregory were conversing on the side, but both looked up. They stood at attention, ready for their orders. Roane jerked his head to the side. Bastion got into the vehicle as Gregory ducked his massive head and went into the estate. A moment later Gavin came back outside and waited next to us.

Roane pulled me against his chest for a hug. After we kissed again, he thought, 'I will be back soon or I'll call for you. Stay with Gavin or Wren. They are to protect you from now on.'

'Be safe.'

He nodded and kissed me one last time. His lips lingered over mine as I clung to him. Every instinct in my body told me not to let go. Something bad was going to happen. I knew it. I felt it, and so did Roane. His eyes darkened and I knew he had heard my thoughts, but it didn't matter. He needed to go and be the leader. We had another battle to fight.

As he stepped back, Roane shared a look with Gavin. They both nodded and then he was in the vehicle and it pulled away. The night air had a chill that I hadn't felt before. It wrapped around me and I hugged myself as a shiver wracked my body.

Gavin touched the back of my elbow. "We should go in."

I nodded, dazed. Roane had gone. I knew he had to, but it was different when I felt it. He urged me inside and the door shut behind us. It seemed to slam with extra force, but Gavin didn't react. I stumbled.

"He'll be fine."

I looked up. Gavin watched me with concern. He said again, "Roane's the toughest ass I know. If anyone is going to be fine, it's him. He's just gone for now. He'll be back within the week."

That didn't reassure me. It should've, but it didn't. Then we walked into the kitchen and found Gregory in the kitchen. Brown was slumped down at the table. She gave me a sloppy smile. "Heya, Davy. I still can't walk."

"Big man." Gavin slapped a hand on the Viking's back. "What are you making?"

"Pancakes and scrambled eggs." Both of the vampires grimaced in disgust, but Gregory shook his head. "Sarah insists this is appropriate food for humans. This is what she wanted."

Brown laughed. "It's the middle of the night and I feel like we just had a rave party. That food is what we need. Right, Davy?"

My eyes danced in delight. "What else would we want to eat?"

"Blood," Gavin and Gregory spoke at the same time.

I rolled my eyes. "We're not vampires. We're human."

"Speaking of vampires and humans," Brown spoke up. "What's going to happen with school?"

"What do you mean?"

"I was excited to go back to college, but then I was thinking about all the vampires coming to town. There's going to be a huge fight, right? I mean, there was already one with those werewolves in the park. How are the humans not going to know what's going on? Isn't it going to be too big to hide?"

Both vampires became still at her question and that was when I knew the answer. "It won't be hidden."

Gavin turned apologetic eyes to me.

I gulped. "Benshire is going to be destroyed, isn't it?"

No answer again, but that was my answer. A part of my heart fell. I had wanted to think a small part of normalcy wouldn't be wiped away, but that didn't seem to be the case. My life wasn't the only one that would change. Everyone's life was going to change.

Then Kates walked into the room. She moved in a stiff manner and had an odd expression on her face. Her eyes found mine, but she turned away quickly. When her jaw clenched and moved back and forth, I saw that her teeth were grinding against each other. She did that when something was wrong.

I sat up straight. "What is it?"