nsion. Hunter settled beside her, his fingers brushing hers.

ayed q

ir breath. Hunger wasn't something they talked ab

ogether, right?" Her hand grazed the faint scar on his face. "Hu

Then he bit down, just enough to draw blood, befo

murmured, op

ther. Instead, he kissed her again, deeper this time. S

, he held her close, inhaling

" she asked,

laugh, his fingers tracing her

ted. "But I'm trying

n, slowly, her tou

He took her hand, and together they walked down the long h

dragging the girls away. Chloe's fingers brushed him for a moment before she was yanked out of reach.

e. You'll be escorted to your starting point. Pick a cemetery, any cemetery. Your mate is in a mausoleum, buried alive. Well, technically dead. But you get the point. Find her, becau

m called out, and the cr

ion quick and deliberate. A vampire grabbed him roughly, shoving him into

and excitement. The six screens showed different views of the cemeteries: each one bathed in moonlight and shadows. The cr

osing around her. She squeezed her eyes shut, f

er demon. Then something cold slid across her stomach. A black snake writhe

temporary," like a mantra. When darkness suddenly envel

Focus," "Find her before it's too late." The memory of h

ward, nostrils flaring for any trace of her. The grounds stretched endlessly, but he

violently against the wall of the coffin. And Samantha, composed

ext cemetery. An hour passed, his mind stuck on Chloe. What kind of nightmare was she trapped in? His

flashed behind her closed lids, and then the light in the coffin flickered out. Panic surged. "This isn't real," her voice trembling. "You're already dead. Nothing can hurt you." She raised her voice, defiant. "You won't break me, Cal

onto the screen, wide-eyed b

d, raising an eyebrow

eplied, leaning back.

lize this is about love, rig

hand. "I've got eternity for

clearly loving h

ck. The casket lid creaked open, and Damon hauled her out, wrapping her

en a casket to find Chloe inside, her terrified eyes locking onto his. He pulled her out, hands moving q

mirk playing on h

ht back, sitting together as they watched the screens. His a

face?" Hunter

phobia. D

lad I got a taste of you. Your

was ticking, and Brian was tearing through the last cemetery, frantic. Ebony whisp

sweetheart," almost pitying. Tim

escended on the couple in a frenzy. "Stay strong, Chloe," h