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as he casually glances over his shoulder at where Molly is standing. She looks dopey, like she just took something, but I know that she hasn’t. It’s Brennus’ touch that is making her act that way. His toxic skin contains a highly potent drug that is now rendering Molly his slave. She will do anything he wants now that he has touched her—everything. Peering back into the camera, Brennus says, “I do na want ye ta feel alone when ye come home ta us, so I found a friend for ye. We will turn her, and den ye can have her wi’ ye for eternity. Ye see…I plan ta give ye everyting ye want…anyting yer heart desires will be yers. Tell me where ye are, and I will bring ye home—’tis time, Genevieve. ’Tis yer destiny.” The screen goes black then for just a moment until the email window engages again. As I stare at the blank email I feel as if I have gone into shock.
    I’ve been lying to myself. No, it’s more like pretending that this wouldn’t happen, that somehow it would be prevented. I thought if I just keep things simple, just keep the few people that I love close to me, that I would be able to protect them. But, Brennus has eternity on his side. He can pick them off one at a time, until there will be no one left to protect. Will I then beg him to kill me, to stop the pain from the loss of everyone I love?
    I don’t know when this video was taken. Am I too late to save Molly? I wonder as panic seeps into my mind. A rational voice in my head tells me that the answer is yes. I was too late the second he touched her. Molly will crave him now and she will be his stalker if he doesn’t either turn her or drain her blood and kill her. She will be like a junkie looking for more of the toxin in his skin, unless she could somehow be cured, but I don’t even know if that’s possible for a human. I survived the venom of the Gancanagh bite because Russell had fed me venison blood, which ebbed my craving to drink Brennus’ blood, but his skin does not affect me. Brennus can touch me and I’m not susceptible to him like other beings are susceptible—like humans and angels.
    Brennus isn’t going to stop. He will come for me, but I already knew that. This is a game and it’s to the death, his or mine. This ends when Brennus ceases to be or when I become his undead Gancanagh queen. The only question is, how many of my friends will he kill before this ends? Maybe my defensive position is the wrong tactic to take with him. Maybe I should find him right now and destroy him, before he gets anyone else. The Gancanagh don’t respect anything but strength. Maybe I need to show them that it’s not in their best interest to pursue my loved ones or me. With that in mind, I begin formulating a response after I click on the reply button to compose an email.
Brennus–
You seem to have forgotten that I’m not like the others; your charms don’t work on me. My soul is not for sale and I will never surrender it. If you truly want to give me what my heart desires, then do not change Molly. If it is in your power, then I want you to let her go. It will NOT make me happy to have her as my Gancanagh BFF. What WILL make me happy is for you to go away and never bother me again. If you do not, I will make you leave me alone and you may not like what happens when I show you just how temporary you can be. If you refuse to hear me and you choose to come for me, I will see it as a declaration of war and I will not hesitate to kill you. Don’t make me do that. You are not my destiny. I’m your enemy.
SO COMPLETELY NOT YOURS,
Evie
P.S. I want my stuff back you creepy stalker.
    Without contemplating the consequences of my actions, I click the send button and mail the reply to Molly’s account. Gazing at the screen, my throat tightens. Tears cloud my vision as what this means hits me. Molly is probably dead by now. Not dead, she’s undead , I think as flashes of the desolate cells beneath Brennus’ lair come to my mind. They won’t be in