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brother’s head into the ground.
    Cameron’s fist flew from the side, striking Dorian in the temple.
    Dorian fell, and Cameron rolled on top of him.
    “I can’t let you trick me, Dorian. Not anymore.” He scrambled off of Dorian and raced in the direction of the stake.
    With a snarl, Dorian was on his feet. He threw himself after his brother and tackled him.
    Again they rolled across packed earth, each struggling to overpower the other.
    They had never fought like this before. The animosity, anger, jealousy, whatever it was that each had felt for the other, had always been hidden behind polite, if cool, words.
    This was different and, Dorian realized, better.
    He hit Cameron again. His knuckles cracked, and his brother’s jaw popped. Both growled.
    Cameron wrapped his hands around Dorian’s throat and squeezed, but his grip didn’t hold. Dorian slipped free and kneed his brother in the groin.
    Cursing, Cameron grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it into Dorian’s face.
    Dorian’s eyes burned, and he couldn’t see, but he didn’t let his brother’s surprising mode of attack rattle him. Sensing his brother would take the opportunity to swing again, he dropped to a crouch. Cameron’s fist flew harmlessly over his head.
    Then Dorian drove forward again, hitting his brother in the knees. Cameron flew up and over Dorian’s back. He hit the ground with a thump, but Dorian’s perfect brother didn’t so much as grunt. He rolled onto his side and then, in one quick seamless move, to his feet.
    In seconds, the two faced each other again.
    Dorian dragged the back of his hand across his mouth. “She changed me.”
    Cameron’s white sweatshirt had gotten torn in the fight. He jerked it over his head and dropped it onto the ground. The gray tee he wore beneath it blended into the gloom. “How? How did she change you? How is she even alive? Her friend said she was near death, but the woman I saw walking by your side looked healthy. How is that, Dorian? Again, what did you do?”
    There was no answering the question, not with anything that would satisfy Cameron. Dorian had known all along that what he had done for Nancy, for himself too, went against everything his brother preached.
    But he hadn’t lied. He had changed. Nancy had changed him. And he wasn’t ready to die, not any longer.
    Convincing his brother of that, however, would be impossible. And every moment he spent here arguing, Nancy was wandering the canyon alone. Or worse, with the wolves. 
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    Shaking, Nancy bent at the waist and gulped air. She’d run as far and as fast as she could.
    Fangs . Vampires .
    If anyone had told her there were vampires in this canyon, she would have laughed. She had laughed. No one had mentioned vampires, but the stories of the curse— cars disappearing when they drove the road that traced the canyon’s edge, the never-ending darkness inside the place, and hikers going out for a quick commune with nature never to be seen again— those tales were rampant. Nancy had heard them all and laughed at them all.
    Goosebumps dotted her skin.
    She wasn’t laughing now.
    Dorian. She’d trusted him. She’d even thought…
    She shook her head and hugged herself.
    What was real? What wasn’t? She’d been in an accident, hit her head. Maybe all of this was a product of that. Maybe she’d wake up in a warm bed, hospital machines beeping comfortingly beside her.
    Exhausted, from running and emotions run amuck, she pressed her back against a tree trunk and slid down to a squat. Then she closed her eyes and willed this nightmare to be over.
    “Where’d they go? Can’t be far.”
    Nancy’s eyes flew open. Her fingers pressed into the dirt beneath her. A man or men. This was good. Someone to save her, someone maybe even looking for her.
    A few hours earlier, she wouldn’t have hesitated. She would have screamed out her location, but now... after everything... after trusting Dorian so completely...
    Her head hurt. Her heart hurt.
    She