“Is that what it will take?” He stood, saying, “She went down on me. And you know what? I liked it.”
With a screech, I lashed out at him.
He dodged.
I would have done it again, but my gaze caught on the fireworks exploding in the sky. One after the other, the other slayers were shooting off their flares. Everyone, it seemed, had spotted a zombie.
Don’t care.
A twig snapped.
My gaze whizzed to the left, and I saw red eyes peeking from the brittle wall of foliage.
Still don’t care.
Cole moved closer to me, perhaps to protect me from the coming battle. When I scented him, my hunger spun out of control. I growled at him.
He looked at me.
I stepped forward... When I’m done, there’ll be nothing left of him... The world around me began to darken, until a black sheet enveloped me.
“No,” I shouted.
Oh, yes.
I think...Z.A. was trying to take over.
I—she—continued forward in spite of the blindness, tripped.
“Ali,” Cole said, concerned.
Time seemed to slow down as I fell, landed. Sound faded from my ears. Except for one.
Tick. Tock.
Chapter 14
The Slaughter of the White Queen
I blinked open my eyes and realized I couldn’t catch my breath. Why couldn’t I catch my breath?
I took stock. I was standing. My clothes were torn, and I was splattered in black goo from the top of my head to the soles of my feet. I had cuts on my arms and stomach. My entire body was shaking, as if I’d run the treadmill for hours, all uphill.
The forest around me had been torched. The trees were now naked, their leaves burned away, their branches covered with ash. Zombie ash? Or...slayer? The ground was just as bad, black and charred, no grass remaining.
Cole was on the ground, alive. Thank God! There were patches of black all over his skin. He’d been bitten multiple times, and his features were contorted with pain.
“Ali-gator,” he gasped out.
I rushed to his side, and he flinched, as if he thought I meant to hurt him.
I frowned. I remembered...throwing a punch at him. Yes, I’d thrown a punch, and he’d ducked. He’d told me about kissing Veronica, about the other stuff they’d done—even now I choked on a well of pain. A need to feed from him had consumed me, and I’d attacked him in earnest. Then...nothing.
“I’m so, so sorry,” I said, sliding my hands under the hem of his pant leg. The antidote was strapped to his ankle. I freed the syringe, and though I was trembling uncontrollably, managed to shove the needle into his neck.
He’d done this to me countless times, but I’d never had to do it to him. I remained by his side, watching, waiting. At last, the black began to fade from his skin, and he sagged into the decimated ground.
All of the cuts and gashes remained. At the barn, his body had to be covered in blood.
“What happened?” I asked.
“Do you not remember?”
I chewed on my bottom lip, shook my head. Z.A. had spoken to me—yes, that was right. Oh, good glory. She’d taken over.
Wincing, he sat up. He didn’t meet my gaze as he said, “Your eyes went red, Ali, just like the zombies. The creatures arrived and ignored you, treating you as if you were one of their own. You burned the trees and—”
I gasped. “I burned the trees?”
“You touched them with the red flames, and the leaves instantly withered.”
Tears welled in my eyes, and they stung, as if they had been fermenting, ready to spring for weeks, but I hadn’t let them. “Did I do anything to you?” Was I responsible for any of the damage?
He fingered the gash in his cheek. “Something’s going on with you, Ali,” he said, ignoring my question.
I had. I’d hurt him.
“Yes,” I whispered. I couldn’t keep quiet anymore, whatever the consequences were for speaking out. I’d known I was a danger but hadn’t taken enough precautions to protect my friends. “Mr. Ankh told me my blood work was fine, but, Cole, that can’t be true. I’m filled with zombie toxin. It’s there, inside me, and it’s alive. A part of me. A new part. I’ve seen her—heard her.”
I waited for hatred to gleam in his eyes.
I waited for a savage rage to be unleashed.
He had to kill me now. I was the enemy.
“What else?” he asked.
I blinked, confused. “Urges come, dark urges, and I find myself giving in. I never would have believed it unless—”
“What the hell happened?” Gavin demanded, cutting me off with his arrival.
I looked over in time to see him and Veronica stalk past the trees I’d burned. Z.A. might have done it, but she’d used my hands. The realization still flayed me.
The pair was as battle-wounded and dirty as Cole.
Cole reached out, squeezed my wrist. “I don’t want you to say another word about this,” he whispered.
He didn’t plan to tell the others? Why? To protect me? Maybe. What would happen if the slayers learned what I’d done to him? I’d be thrown out, no question. And they’d be smart to do it.
He lumbered to his feet, dragging me with him. “Let’s get back to the barn,” he said.
“Cole!” Veronica rushed to his side and cradled his battered face, tilting his head from one side to the other to study his injuries. “Sugar, you look like you’ve been mauled by a bear. Are you okay?”
Sugar.
“I’m fine.” Clearly uncomfortable, he set Veronica away from him.
I was too wrung out to feel jealousy just then. Or anguish. Or longing. Yeah. Way too wrung out.
I swiped at the sting in my eyes with the back of my hand.
She tossed me a glare meant to slay me on the spot. “I thought you had special powers or something like that. You should have protected him.”
“Yes,” I said sadly, “I should have.”
Gavin wrapped his arms around my shoulders in a surprising show of support, and I leaned against him. I was getting more and more comfortable with contact with him—and I wouldn’t let myself think about what that meant. It wasn’t romantic, I told myself, and that was all that mattered. “Catfight round two can wait. Cole’s right. We need to get back to the barn.”
Cole stepped toward us, the menace I’d expected earlier now radiating from him. His gaze moved from Gavin to me, then to Gavin again. He looked 100 percent capable of murder. Then he stopped himself and spun away.
So badly I wanted to follow him, to catch up to him. It was utter anguish denying myself—fine, I was feeling it—but I couldn’t risk another fight with him. Besides, I had a spy to catch.