Storm (Blood Haze: Book Two) A Paranormal Romance

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wants you to be safe.”
    “I never thought you’d be telling me good
    things about a hunter!” I said, chuckling at the
    irony.
    “He’s not like any hunter I’ve ever heard of,”
    Mother admitted. “He’s a good guy.”
    “I know,” I agreed. “I’m going to go check my
    email. Check in later.”
    “Okay, honey,” Mother said. “Bye.”
    I hung up and looked at my computer, but I
    had no new messages. This was maddening. How
    could I possibly just sit around and do nothing?
    Around noon, Kai decided to take a shower. I
    felt guilty. After what had just happened between
    us, he was taking a sideline while I worried about
    Max – a guy he couldn’t stand, and who wanted
    to take me away from him. Not only that, but I
    should be doing more to help Max, a guy who
    had saved us all more than once. I felt like the
    worst person in the world.
    Max had said he was in Alabama. Maybe I
    could get there before Jamie. If I slipped out
    now, they wouldn’t have time to catch up with
    me. I had to do something. I couldn’t just sit
    around and do nothing – not after all Max had
    done for me.
    Before I left, I sent an email to Max with just
    one word:
    Lake.
    I quietly packed my laptop and slipped out the
    door. I had no money and no car, but I had a plan.
    I called a taxi from the motel’s office, and when
    it arrived, I asked the driver to take me to the
    nearest pawnshop.
    I pawned my computer for $400. I was
    desperately hoping it would be enough to get me
    where I was going. I hoped Max would get my
    email in time, and I hoped he would get there in
    time. All these things I had to hope for, but one
    thing I didn’t. I knew Max would know what I
    meant with that one word.
    My one-way plane ticket cost $275. That left
    me enough to take a taxi home. Once there, I
    could get my phone so I could contact him, and I
    would take Kai’s car so I could meet Max at the
    lake.
    On the plane trip, my mind was reeling. Kai
    would be feeling betrayed and frightened, and
    Max would probably be furious. I couldn’t think
    about all of that. I tried to push it out of my
    mind. All I cared about was making sure Max
    was safe.
    Hours later, I had a taxi drop me off a block
    from my house. I didn’t know if the hunters
    might be watching it, because I had no idea if
    they knew who I was or where I lived. I surveyed
    the house and surrounding neighborhood
    carefully before I went home. Nothing seemed
    amiss.
    I found my phone inside the house, along with
    the rest of my things. I grabbed my bags, along
    with Kai’s, Will’s, and my mother’s, along with
    Kai’s painting, and I squeezed them all into the
    truck and backseat of Kai’s car. I located his keys
    inside the pocket of his coat where they always
    were, and I jumped in his car and sped toward the
    lake.
    I was about a mile from the old drive-in when
    my phone rang. The sudden noise startled me,
    and the car lurched. I pulled into a parking lot
    and fumbled for my phone, which had fallen into
    the floorboard and slid underneath the
    passenger’s seat. I got out of the car to stretch my
    legs and answered.
    “Hello?”
    “Alice!” I heard Kai yell. “Where are you?”
    “It’s probably best I don’t tell you,” I told him.
    “I don’t want to risk any of you getting
    involved.”
    “Involved in what?” he shouted. “Alice,
    please. Tell me where you are so I can come get
    you.”
    I could hear the dread in his voice.
    “It’s fine, Kai,” I said. “I’m fine. Don’t worry
    about me.”
    “How can I not?” he said, his voice breaking.
    “Do you have any idea what I’ve been through?
    I’ve been emailing you and calling you all day!”
    “I know,” I said meekly. “I’m sorry. I would
    have left you a note, but I didn’t want you to try
    to follow me.”
    “Have you heard from Max?” he asked.
    “No, why?”
    “Jamie says she hasn’t heard from him all
    day,” he replied.
    If a freight train had crashed into me at that
    exact moment,

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