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Savanah stared at her reflection in theover her neck, his eyes glowing red, his ars into her throat… Of course, he would cast no reflection She wondered how fe in a mirror How did they try out a new hairstyle, or decide on new clothes if they couldn’t see how they looked? She reone to the ood on him She nohy he hadn’t wanted to check it out in the mirror

How could she be in love with one of the very creatures she was supposed to destroy?

With a sigh, Rane rolled onto his side He had known that, sooner or later, Savanah’s curiosity would get the best of her She was a newspaper reporter and she was a wo a hunter into thea chance, resting in her home, but at the moment it wasn’t his life he was concerned about, but hers And if she decided to drive a stake into his heart, well, so be it Better to be sent to hell by the hand of a beautiful woman than by some heartless, no-account hunter

He swore softly Why were a Werewolf and a Vaether? Or were they? He could understand why a Vampire wanted the books now hidden under the spare tire in the trunk of his car, but of what interest would the volu to assuer was because the books now belonged to her? What other reason could there be? Since she hadn’t yet made a kill, he was reasonably certain that he was the only one who knew that Savanah intended to follow in her father’s footsteps Not that it er, he intended to do everything in his power to keep her safe

Since Savanah couldn’t decide where she wanted to go, Rane made the decision for her

“The mountains,” Savanah exclaimed “You have a place in the mountains?” She couldn’t have been rinned at her “It’s not s to an old friend of the fah the years, she had acquired property in a nuood n countries, as well

“The mountains,” Savanah

An hour after sundown, they were ready to go Rane had packed earlier that evening It didn’t take long to throw his clothes into a suitcase Since he had no per he owned in the trunk of his car He had canceled his re tour dates and settled up with the owner of the house he had been renting

He carried Savanah’s bags outside, waited on the porch while Savanah locked the front door

“My car or yours?” he asked

“Yours,” she answered without hesitation Her car was nice and relatively new, but nothing like his

Rane stowed their suitcases in the trunk, made sure her mother’s books here he had left them, and then slid behind the wheel “Ready?”

Savanah bit down on her lower lip, then nodded “Ready” She had canceled the newspaper, put a hold on her mail, informed Mr Van Black that she had decided to take hi back in the seat, she sent a sideways glance at Rane, wondering what in the world had possessed her to think that going off to the mountains with a Va home But it was too late to worry about it now For better or worse, she had put her life in his hands

It was a beautiful drive, even in the dark As the road wound ever higher, ht sky A fullthe tips of the hts cut a wide swath through the darkness, occasionally startling a deer grazing in thethe side of the road