The part of me I was slowly leaving behind would have passed out, fallen down, and begged for mercy. But the new Alena . . . I dropped to my knees and whipped my hands up to grab the muzzle of the gun, jerking it out of his hands.

The gun went off, and I realized it wasn’t just a dart gun, but a live rifle as well. The bullets ripped through the air, and the vibrations of them cutting through the sound barrier were like slaps against my bare skin.

I stood and bent the gun in half, snapping it like a twig. “Go home. I’m not a Super Duper. And neither are these two girls.”

Smithy snarled at me, his face twisting as the wolf in him pushed forward. “Bullshit.” Apparently he wasn’t going to fall for my machinations this time.

I pulled myself up. “You can smell a lie, can’t you?” Honestly, I was guessing on that one.

He nodded.

“I am not a Super Duper. Not like you at all.” I enunciated each word clearly.

His eyes slowly widened as he drew in a breath. “Then what the hell are you?”

“Dangerous. But I don’t fall within your jurisdiction. And neither do they.” I pointed at the two girls. They pulled away from the SDMP members who held them. “The three of us will come to the station tomorrow morning. In a show of good faith. I’ll explain everything.” At least as much as I was able. “There will be no tracking devices. Understand?”

His eyes flicked over me, then to the girls. “Merlin’s work. Correct?”

I nodded. “Maybe you should talk to him about what he’s been doing.”

Behind us, Merlin’s door slammed shut, or as shut as it could with a broken knob and lock. Smithy leaned to look past me, his wolfy side easing off. “Perhaps I will. I expect you at the station tomorrow as the sun rises. Oberfall is going to want to talk to you at length.”

“I’ll do my best.”

“You will be there.” He snapped his teeth at me, and his men tightened their circle around us.

I curled up one side of my mouth and let a single fang drop. “I will do my best, and you will have to be happy with that, my friend.”

He took a step back, his face twitching with barely restrained emotions. “Fine.”

I moved around him and the two girls followed. They slipped into the car on the passenger side, both fitting in the front seat. Their eyes flicked to me and then back to the SDMP members.

“Thanks,” the dark-haired one said. “My name is Sandy. This is Beth.”

“Girls. Nice to meet you. Let me give you the quick rundown. Merlin turned you into Greek monsters of some sort. It’s what he did to me.”

Beth started to cry, burying her face in her hands. “I knew something was going to go wrong. I just knew it.”

Sandy wrapped her arms around her friend. “It will be okay. I promise.” Her bright eyes met mine. I shrugged. “We’re alive. That’s got to be worth something.”

Beth’s shoulders shook as she sobbed. She spoke, but the words slurred between hiccups and tears. Where the hell was I going to take them? Where would they be safe from the Supe Squad, and who was I going to get to help me save Tad besides Officer Jensen . . . my thoughts trailed off with a single image of dark eyes rimmed in violet laughing at me. Remo.

See? You do need my help.

I drove to the safe house Dahlia had taken Tad and me to. Had it been only three days? It felt like I’d been a Drakaina for weeks, maybe even months. Not days.

I pulled into the driveway of the two-story house the vampires used for a place to crash within the city.

As I hustled the two girls in front of me, we entered the house. The place was quiet, and I could only hope that there were no vamps using it. Unless it was Dahlia. I checked the clock hanging on the wall. Eleven. It was dark until seven in the morning, which gave me eight hours if I was really going to do this thing. If I was really going to ask Remo for help.

A shudder slid through me that I tried to convince myself was sheer revulsion. Except that I remembered the kiss all too well and knew darn well revulsion wasn’t on the list of emotions he invoked in me.

“You are a married woman. Even if the man you’re married to is a cheating goat penis.” I spoke softly, but Sandy turned her head.

“Who’s a cheating goat penis?”

Heat curled up my neck. “My soon-to-be ex-husband.”

Sandy smiled. “Sounds like my boyfriend. He was cheating on me too.”

Beth sniffed. “And my fiancé. He cheated on me right before I was turned.”

I frowned, thinking. That had to be a coincidence that all three of us were cheated on. Didn’t it? Unless it fit into some sort of formula Merlin was looking for. I shook my head. No time for that.

“Look, you two will be . . . safe here.” At least, safe from the SDMP.

“I don’t like how you paused there,” Sandy said.

“It’s a safe house for vampires. I stayed here with a friend, and at least from those goons back there, you will be safe. That’s the best I can do right now.”

Footsteps echoed to me from the front porch. I lifted a hand to silence the two girls, and their mouths snapped shut in unison.

I tipped my head to one side, listening for a heartbeat. Nothing.

Vampire.

I crept to the door and peered through the peephole. Red hair filled the space. I jerked the door open and Dahlia fell in. I caught her, the scent of blood overwhelming me.

“Dahlia! What happened?”