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to
misplace things in the city. That s why I ve always preferred the intimacy of the country.
 We don t know where Peter s at, Jack told him.  He doesn t know we re here.
 I m aware. I know he would never let a pathetic attempt like you out to greet us. His
expression
changed, growing dark and angry, and rather terrifying.  There s no sport in going after you,
and Peter would
never bore his guests.
 Don t go after us, then, I suggested.  Just give us Jane, and we ll be out of your hair.
 You know what I think would be fun? The devilish grin returned to his face.  Is if we
made you
find her, and bring her to us.
 Don t you already have her? I asked, growing confused.
 Yes, I do, because I know that a good guest always brings something to share with his
host, Gunnar
said, his dark eyes started to sparkle. My stomach twisted, knowing that whatever made him
happy would
horrify me.  You re looking quite famished, Alice, and I know for a fact that your friend is a
very tasty treat.
Just then, Dodge came out from behind a pine tree a few feet away from us. His hair blond
hair was
mussed, and he looked much less amused than he had when I met him in the woods. He had
Jane in his arms,
and he was holding his hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming. Her heart was
pounding franticly,
and I would ve noticed it sooner if I hadn t been so distracted by Gunnar. Her eyes were
wild, and she fought
at Dodge as hard as she could, but it didn t do anything. He restrained her with ease.
 I m not going after her! I glared at Gunnar.  You can t make me kill her!
 That is true, but I can make it more tempting. Gunnar nodded at Dodge, who responded
by
dropping Jane to the ground.
 Alice, I m so sorry! Jane cried. She was barefoot in that short green dress she d stolen
from closet,
and she fell into the frozen grass. Her clothes were torn and her knees and cheeks were
scraped and dirty.  I
didn t want to call you, but they made me! She was half-kneeling and half-sitting on the
ground, with her
hands pressed down in the icy slush. As cold as it that must ve been for her, she was too
weak and too afraid
to get up.
 It s okay, Jane. Don t worry about it, I tried to reassure her. I wanted to go over to her,
but I was
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too afraid about how Gunnar and Dodge would react. Jack and Milo didn t know what to do
anymore than I
did, so we all just stood there, waiting until Gunnar told us what he wanted.
 Dodge, make the food more appetizing, Gunnar commanded. Dodge reached into his
pocket, and
before I knew what was going on, he d bent over and sliced open her arm from elbow to
wrist, and she
screamed.
 Jane! I started to run towards her to save her, but Jack wrapped his arm around me and
stopped me.
 Alice, no, Jack hissed in my ear when I started to fight him. His grip was like an iron bar,
and I was
disappointed with how little I could do against it. I was even weaker than I thought.
I probably would ve kept fighting against him anyway, but then I smelled her blood. She
held it up,
trying to stop it, but it was flowing hot and sweet. My hunger intensified, a painful burning
that shot through
me. I closed my eyes and swallowed it back. I did not want to bite her, and I wouldn t.
Within a few seconds,
I calmed down enough where Jack could let go of me, but he didn t.
 Put pressure on the wound, I said to Jane, and it surprised even me how calm I sounded.
 Tear your
dress and put a tourniquet about the elbow, or you re gonna bleed out. Jane did as she was
told, her hands
trembling and tears streaming down her cheeks. She struggled tying it around her arm, and
Dodge moved to
stop her.
 No, let her do it, Gunnar said, and Dodge straightened back up. He stood right over,
watching as
Jane sobbed and almost fell over onto the grass.  It s not fun if she bleeds to death first.
 I m not going to bite her, I insisted, looking back at him.  None of us are.
 I feel a challenge growing, Gunnar grinned at me, showing his teeth menacingly.
I heard footsteps approaching, and I quickly turned towards the trail. None of the lycan
would be
dumb enough to make a sound walking, and they moved too fast anyway. This was a human,
taking a stroll
through the park at midnight. Admittedly, it was a stupid human, but he was definitely
innocent of any
involvement in this. Then, I saw him. Just a chubby guy in his twenties with dark glasses. He
was walking one
of this ridiculous puggle dogs, and it sensed trouble before he did. It had been sniffing along
the path, but
then it looked towards us and barked. No sooner had the guy looked toward us, then Stellan
burst out from
nowhere and dove on him.
I wanted to scream, but I opened my mouth and nothing came out. The guy didn t even
have a chance
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