'f**k, there are a lot more than the two from before.' I think to myself, pissed off for not using the power in my blood and forcing a link between Grace and me. I should have insisted on one to make it easier to communicate, but that would mean revealing my true self to her – something I am not yet ready to do. I fear that if she were to find out who I truly am, she would hate me and never give me the time of day again.
I keep a steady pace behind the six Ragers pursuing Grace, making sure to stay just far enough away that I go undetected. Even so, it seems that the Ragers only have their mind set on Grace. This is good. Even if I can scent her fear, with the Ragers clueless to me following behind we can take care of them with ease. Thankfully, even with her fear Grace is sticking to
