I halted at the double doors.
HUNGRYHURTMAIMKILLSOON!
I leaned forward—until I could go no further and my spirit separated from my body, ripping from me with painful force, as if pushed. Inside the building, cold air nearly flash-froze my skin.
HURTSOON!
HUNGRY!
The small enclosure was dark and dank, but smelled of wildflowers and sunshine. I shifted to the side, and what seemed to be a thousand red eyes opened to track the movement. A gasp of horror escaped me.
I’d just found a zombie nest.
Chapter 17
The Zombies Are Back in Town
The shock must have brought me to my senses. As easily as my body had been dragged forward, it now whisked backward. Spirit and body collided, once again hooking up.
Kat was at my side, tugging at my arm. I tripped over her feet and fell, banging my knees into the cold, hard ground. The scent of rot clung to my nose, the wildflowers and sunshine gone.
“Frosty’s on the way,” she said. “He’ll make everything better.”
“Get back. Purse. Syringe. Throw.”
“What’s wrong with her?” Reeve asked with a tremor. “I know she’s sick, but she was just comatose!”
“Sick?” Ethan demanded.
“Gets violent,” Reeve said, distracted.
“Violent,” he parroted hollowly.
“Back!” I shouted, pushing Kat away from me. If I helped the zombies... If I hurt my friends... “Go! Please,” I croaked. I no longer wanted her to take time to search for the antidote in my purse. “Please.”
Ethan jerked a protesting Reeve away from me. She worked her way free and raced back to my side, but he quickly caught up with her, hefted her over his shoulder and took off for his car.
Maim. Kill.
Hungry.
Soon.
Cold.
The words played through my mind, a terrible song. I wanted to stand, but my vision was going dark. “Run, Kat,” I commanded. “Run and don’t look back. It’s happening. The worst is happening.”
The nearness of the zombies must have provoked Z.A. to rise.
“I’m not leaving you. I’m— Hmph! What are you doing, Ethan? Let me go!”
He was carting her to his car?
He must have. Tires squealed. Gravel sprayed. He had no idea what was going on, but he’d sensed the danger, had understood the truth in Reeve’s claim about violence and had reacted accordingly. I’d have to remember to thank him.
I lay on the ground, exactly where I’d fallen. Breath rasped from me, burning my lungs, my throat. Should I stay here and try to calm down?
Are you kidding? Stand up! Fight! Zombies had killed my family, and I had made it my life’s mission to return the favor.
What was more, if the zombies emerged and innocents were around...
I pulled my knees into my chest and pushed, unfolding to my full height. I wobbled but managed to stay upright.
I curled stiff fingers around the dagger hilts sticking out of my boots; metal whistled against leather as I freed the blades. The darkness persisted, closing in on me, and I blinked rapidly. Little pricks of color suddenly appeared—all of them red.
The zombies had emerged.
Footsteps pounded at my side, and I stiffened. A hard breeze wafted over me, followed by another, and another. Unsure how close the monsters were, I swiped out an arm, encountered only air.
“Ali.” Cole’s voice registered a split second before I was tackled to the ground.
I lost my grip on the daggers, as well as what remained of my breath. My head thumped against a rock, and a sharp pain tore through my skull.
“Sorry, sorry,” Cole rushed out.
I tried to sit up, but he pinned my arms to the ground, making any kind of movement impossible.
“You’re staying right here. The others will take care of the zombies.”
Around us, grunts and groans erupted. The fight was on, good against evil, light against dark.
I should be helping. I should—hmm, Cole smelled like heaven. The rot had faded, and his scent was crisp and clean, untainted, wonderfully pure, and the more I inhaled, the more I liked it. The more my mouth watered.
So. Hungry.
I could feel the utter emptiness of my stomach, could feel the pangs sharpening into little razor blades. My gaze locked on Cole’s pulse. How it glowed and thumped, speaking to me. Taste. Me. Taste. Me.
Yes, I thought. I lifted my head, nuzzled my nose against the line of his neck. He was warm, and I was cold. Colder than I’d ever been, surely.
“What are you doing, Ali?” he demanded.
I bared my teeth, with every intension of biting him. Gonna be so good.
His strong fingers captured my jaw, keeping my mouth closed. “You don’t want to do this. You’re better than this.”
Better? I wasn’t better. I was hungry, and he was preventing me from eating. I wanted to eat! With a growl, I jerked from his grip.
“Ali. You once promised me you would never do this again. Do you remember?”
I stilled. I’d promised him all right, and I hated to lie.
Deep breath in. Out. Mind clearing.
“You can control this. You could control her.”
Her. Z.A.
Remembering who—and what—she was gave me the wake-up call I’d needed.
Fight her.
This was a test of wills. Hers and mine. We were separate, and it was time to prove it. I was stronger. I had to be stronger.
“Good girl.” He brushed his fingertips over my brow, and I felt a stream of warmth, a total evaporation of the hunger.
How did he do that?
Dark. Light.
The words struck me again.
Suddenly Cole went rigid. “Ow!” he spat, and released a tide of dark curses. I heard the rustle of clothing, the snap of metal hitting bone.
I struggled to sit up, only to realize Cole had left his body on top of me while his spirit slashed at the zombie determined to end him. One of his daggers lodged into the creature’s collarbone, and Cole spun, slicing his opponent across the throat with the other.
As the zombie fell, its head detached from its body. Cole held out his hand, flames crackling over his fingers. He flattened his palm against the creature’s chest. One second passed, two, three, I don’t know how many more, I lost count, and the flames began to spread up and down, until they covered every inch of the zombie.
Boom.
The body exploded and ash rained through the air.
Cole did the same thing to the head, pressing the zombie face-first into the ground to hide the teeth. The creature was still alive, still trying to chomp on him.
Boom.
More ash sprayed.