Kindled (Book 3 The Kindred Series) by Erica Stevens Page B

. Melissa turned toward them, her eyes wide with horror . Then, she turned swiftly and fled the gym after Cassie . Devon had had enough of pretending to be a high schoo l student, of pretending to be human .
       He’d had enough of being alienated from the only person he had ever truly cared about.
       Marcy snorted loudly, rolling her eyes in disgust. “What a drama queen.”
       “Shut the hell up Marcy ! ” Chris snarled. Devon lifted a n eye brow, surprised by the fury in his voice. Chris was always good natured and easy going . “Just shut the hell up.”
   Devon strolled out of the gym, leaving behind the kids and the game. The boy ’ s gym teacher opened his mouth to protest, but one fierce look from Devon caused him to snap it quickly shut. He hurried into the locker room, not bothering to grab his clothes as he broke into a swift trot, running past the lockers, blurring as a sense of urgency drove him faster. He could not shake the tumultuous emotions that had radiated from Cassie, emotions he had never felt from anyone before .
       Bursting free of the boys locker room, he quickly searched the abandoned hallway before turning and darting into the girls locker room. He had a feeling that he was already t o o late. He skidded around a corner, halting as he came across Melissa. Her dark head was bowed, her hand tightly clench ed Cassie’s shirt before her . Her eyes were closed, her breathing even and slow.
       Then, she shook back her hair and her eyes lift ed to his. “She’s gone.”
   “Where?” he demanded sharply, fear gripping hold of him. “ Where ?”
       Melissa shook her head, hopelessness radiated from her as she held the shirt out . “I don’t k now, I can’t see it. I can’t see it! What good are premonitions if they do nothing for me when I need t hem !? ” Frustration filled her voice as she glanced down at the clothing in her hands.
       Devon turned away from her, ignoring the shocked looks of the girls filtering in to the room as he bolted past them and slamm ed out the back door. An alarm ran loudly but he ignored it . Scanning the snow covered fields; he searched for any sign of her. “Not here, she’s not here anymore.”
       Chris pulled up beside him, his breath h ung heavily in the crisp air. “I know,” Devon growled. “I’ll find her.”
       Devon took off across the field, not feeling the cold against his skin. There was only one thing he cared about at the moment , only one thing he could feel , and that was Cassie . Tuning out the rest of the world, he focused his attention on her . Scanning through all of the minds around him, he searched rapidly for the only one that mattered to him. T he few drops of blood he had savored from her when he had closed the life threatening wound s in her neck , and the fact that she was not far from him, allowed him to latch onto her mind quickly . Though he could not pinpoint her location, he hoped to be able to track her. He could feel her out there, running, fleeing, trying to escape. Trying to do the impossible and outrun herself . P anic pushed her further, faster; harder.
       Reaching the woods, Devon allowed his power and abilities to surge forth. Blurring with speed, he tracked her through the forest. Though there were still a few hours of daylight left, he knew that he had to find her soon. It would get dark early, and with the cloud cover there was a chance that Isla and Julian would wander out if they sensed her alone. She could not be by herself right now, not in her state of mind. He didn’t know what she would do , and it scared the hell out of him.
       B urst ing free of the woods, he barely t ook in the cemetery as he dodged easily through the headstones. He was getting closer; he could feel her, sense her amongst the cold stones. And he knew exactly where she was. Veering sharply to the left, he darted over the ground, not feeling any exertion from his run.
       Coming over top of a hill,