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Why, oh why, did I think it was a good move to leave the safety of the village and go off with some
random guy? Why didn't I at least tell someone where I was going? And why isn't Jareth answering my
calls? I've been sending for what seems like hours now and still there's no sign of him. Maybe he doesn't
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care about me anymore. After all, me being gone kind of eliminates the need of having to annul the blood
mate thing. Maybe my cry for help was the best news he heard all day.
Jareth. Tears drip from my eyes as I think about him. The wonderful, most perfect, sweet, kind blood
mate a vampire girl could ever hope for. I had him. He loved me. And what did I do? I went and ruined
everything. As usual. God, I'm so stupid. Why can't I ever see how good I have it until it's too late? I
could have been with him for eternity. Now I'm likely to spend the rest of my (possibly very short) life as
part dog. Not that I don't deserve that and a lot more for the way I acted. I wonder if he'll ever be able
to forgive me. If I ever see him again, that is.
Will he still take the antidote back home to America? Will he figure out a way to administer it to the
cheerleaders? Or will Slayer Inc. step in and decide to euthanize them after all since I'm not there to fight
it? And what about Cait? Will they just assume she's one of the wolves and kill her, too, for no reason?
That's it. I have to get out of here. Some way, somehow. Whatever it takes. I can do this. I mean, I'm a
vampire. And aslayer. You'd think I'd have some secret weapon at my disposal to getting myself out of
this mess. Any moment now I'll think of what that is . . .
"Mmmmhmm."
I freeze. What's that sound? It's coming from the cave. Are there more people here, too? Other
captives? Or more wolves? Should I make my presence known or be as quiet as possible? I squint,
trying to see inside, but all I can see is blackness.
"Help! Someone help us!" the voice begs.
"Trevor, shut the eff up, dude. I'm telling you, no one can hear you except that psycho wolf guy. And I
really don't want him coming back in here and screwing with us again, do you?"
My mouth drops open. I'd know that voice anywhere.
"Mike?" I cry. "Mike Stevens?"
Silence, then, "Who wants to know?"
"Mike? Trevor? It's me. Rayne McDonald."
"What the ... ?" Mike starts, then he swears under his breath. "Great. I must be hallucinating again. I
thought I just heard that freak girl Rayne from school calling out my name."
I frown. Freak girl. Forget the homecoming game. I should really leave those two for wolf meat.
"Nah, dude. I heard her, too," Trevor says. "Unless we're both imagining it. Wouldn't that be way
freaky? If we went insane together and, like, saw the same hallucinations and crap?"
I roll my eyes. Tweedledee and Tweedledum are going to be such great pack mates. "You're not
hallucinating," I in-form them. "I'm here. Just outside the cave." I squint again and think maybe I can make
out two dark shapes by the far wall.
"Really? What are you doing here? How did you find us? Did you bring help? That wolf guy is really
strong."
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"It's a long story. And no, I don't have help. I'm stuck here, too. Well, I'm hoping my backup will show,
but I'm not sure that's going to happen. We may have to figure a way out ourselves."
"Yeah, good luck with that."
"How did you guys get here?" I ask, still shocked at their sudden presence. "I mean, we aren't exactly in
Massachusetts anymore."
"We don't really know," confesses Mike. "One minute I've just won a football game and the next
morning I'm on a plane to England. It's like something ... or someone . . . was pulling me to this spot. I
couldn't eat or sleep until I got here. It was the craziest thing ever."
"Yeah, I only got here a few days ago," adds Trevor. "But same story. Freaking bizarre."
"I've been here over a month now. And I haven't figured out any way to escape," Mike says. He pauses,
then adds, "What does he want from us, Rayne?" His voice cracks. "I'm starting to think we're going to
die here."
It's strange to hear him sound so vulnerable. The big, tough football player. The meanest guy in school. I
guess being trapped in a cave on the side of a mountain in the middle-of-nowhere England for a month
can do that to a guy. Maybe at the very least he's learned some life lessons and will be a kinder, gentler
Mike Stevens when/if we get out ofthis mess.
"Okay, I'll tell you, but you probably won't believe me,"
Isay. "You're here because you've been bitten by a Lycan that's like a werewolf to you and me."
"No shit, Sherlock. We've seen the dude."
"Not him. The cheerleaders. Back home in Oakridge."
The boys are silent for a second. Then Mike says, "Come on, Rayne. We're serious. Don't give us some
fairy tale."
"Iam serious. Remember the girls came to England for cheering competition this past summer?"
"How could I forget," Trevor groans. "I had to go with-out sex for seven days and seven nights when my
baby Shantel went away."
Mike snorts. "Oh whatever. You totally hooked up with Candi that night at "
"Shut the hell up, man," Trevor hisses. "This chick knows Shantel."
"Uh, uh. There's no wayshe hangs with Shantel."
"They're both on the cheerleading team!"
"What? No freaking way, man. Not Rayne McDonald. She'd never be a cheerleader."
"Dude, she is. I swear it."
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I clear my throat. "Uh, boys? Can we try to focus here? You know, trapped in a cave, by an evil, fuzzy
werewolf trying to make us part of his sick little pack? You can debate my cheering status and the
likelihood of me telling Shantel about this Candi chick once we get out of here."
"Sorry," they mutter in sync.
"But I didn't cheat on Shantel," adds Trevor. "Candi totally jumped me at this party, even after I said "
"Uh, we were focusing, remember?" I sigh. "So now what we have to do is "
But I can't finish my sentence because the big bad wolf is back.
Orpheus storms up the hillside and grabs me by the throat, pulling me to my feet. I cough as he crushes
my lar-ynx, making it nearly impossible to breathe.
"You told the Order," he growls. "You told them about my American pack. My she-wolves across the
sea." He drops me and I fall back to the ground, slamming my butt against the stone.
"Yes, I did," I say, trying to sound braver than I feel. "And the Order is currently mixing up an antidote
for all of them. Your pack of wolf bitches will soon transform back into a squad of human well, some
may still refer to them as bitches. And as for you "
I stagger sideways as Orpheus cuffs me upside the head.
"How dare you interfere!" he says, slumping down to all fours. "You've ruined everything!"
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