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Kane just stared at me, incredulous. “Just like how I knew to use salt.”
“Was someone or something compelling you to do that?” I asked.
“I don’t think so. Vampires can’t be compelled.” He tried to take Adrian from me and I refused.
“Candra, let me take care of Adrian. You take care of Bandit.” He tried again and this time I let him. Adrian, however, wasn’t so giving and struggled some, but I reassured him he’d be fine.
“We need to find out how to protect our home, just for the time being. You have a computer, don’t you, Kane?”
I walked over to Bandit, who had been reduced to a heap of fur and blood. I felt nothing, for I was numb. My life had been one pitfall after the next and the worst part of it is that the events are becoming more violent. It had to stop—and now.
I dragged hi
