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away from the sound and whatever had created it.
    Her back hit a wall of brambles, blocking her from moving further. Her first instinct was panic, pure selfish panic. She couldn’t move. She was trapped. Whatever had confronted Dorian would soon find her.
    Shame quickly followed.
    What was she doing? Dorian had saved her from the wolves. She couldn’t cower in the bushes while something attacked him. Still shaken but now determined, she rose to her knees and forced herself to peer through the thorny mass to see what was happening. She’d heard a hiss. Not the wolves. A mountain lion then?
    She shivered. Mountain lions scared her. They had since she was six and had lost her dog to one. And they, unlike wolves, were known for attacking humans.
    She wouldn’t stand a chance against a mountain lion, but then neither would Dorian alone. 
    She closed her eyes for a moment to screw up her courage, and then focused on the area where Dorian still stood. No mountain lion . Instead, a human figure, male and roughly Dorian’s size, rushed forward. Dressed in a white shirt, he was easy to see. His arm rose as he moved, and something in his hand glinted.
    A knife.
    Her fear was forgotten. Adrenaline and the need to act now pushed it aside. Heart thumping hard in her chest, she moved onto her hands and knees and searched the ground for a rock, something, anything she could throw or use in some way to help Dorian.
    Her fingers touched a jagged stone as big as her fist. She grabbed it and leapt to her feet. With the rock held at her chest, she watched for the perfect moment to launch her missile.
    “Cameron. Stop!” Dorian raised his arm, blocking the other man’s downward strike. The two stood locked that way for a second, the one— Cameron— pressing down, the blade he held clearly visible now, and Dorian with his arm upraised, holding the deadly weapon at bay.
    Nancy stilled.
    Cameron . The name was familiar. Dorian’s brother, but surely this wasn’t—
    Before she could react further, Dorian twisted to the side, slipping under his brother’s arm and out of his reach.
    She lowered the rock and took a step forward, but the fight wasn’t over. Cameron moved the blade from one hand to the other and advanced on Dorian again.
    “I know what you’ve become, Dorian. I can’t let you hurt her or anyone else.” He charged Dorian again. This time Dorian met him with his arms extended, as if he was inviting his brother to skewer him with the blade.
    “No!” Nancy screamed and jumped out into the open.
    Both men froze and turned, slowly, as if the scene wasn’t in real time, as if it was being played back second by second, each movement the men made grinding slowly into the next.
    Or maybe it just felt that way. Maybe it was all part of some delirium caused by what Nancy saw next.
    Fangs.
    Vampire fangs in Cameron’s and Dorian’s mouths.
    Nancy dropped the rock. Her hand flew to her neck. Her mind raced backward to tasting blood, to liking it and wanting more.
    Horror, shock, disbelief. The emotions warred for dominance.
    She didn’t know what to think, what to believe.
    She only knew she had to get away.
    Now.
    As she did, she heard voices behind her yelling, telling her to do as she’d already done— to run.
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    “Run. To the road,” Cameron yelled, lowering the stake for one fateful moment as he did.
    Dorian hesitated, torn between chasing after Nancy, letting Cameron pierce him with the blade, and overpowering his brother.
    Being with Nancy, seeing Cameron, and now potentially losing Nancy… He couldn’t keep up with how or what he felt. Couldn’t remember if he was monster, man, or vampire.
    Or maybe he was a bit of all three. And maybe that was good enough.
    He leapt forward, and as his shoulder slammed into his brother’s, he grabbed the stake and tossed it across the small clearing where they had battled.
    “I’m not. What. You. Think.” He grabbed Cameron by the ears and slammed the back of his