Hunter: Volume 1 (The Lillian Rayne Series) (7 page)

I
spent the next two hours being introduced to the people in the group. They all
had the same tattoo I did. They all looked at me like I was some sort of
savior. My parents obviously had a bigger hand in the politics of our people
then I thought. I didn’t really know what I was going to do. The fear I would
let them down was almost stifling. Drake’s hateful looks didn’t help me feel
any more confident.

After
we left the warehouse Colin brought me back to my uncle’s house. It was still
early, but I wasn’t in the mood to do anything else. I needed to talk to
Aubrey. I wanted to know if he was aware of the death marshals like Colin
claimed. I walked into the house, and went directly to the main room where all
the festivities were occurring. I spotted Aubrey. He was sitting next to Kate
and Luca. They looked like they were talking and having a good time. Part of me
wanted to know what he knew, and another part of me didn’t want to interrupt
him. His turquoise eyes met mine and he excused himself and walked toward me.

“I
saw you leave earlier. You seemed flustered. Is everything ok?” he asked as he
came to a stop not far from me.

I
nodded. “Fine, did you know you could die for signing the truce?” I asked
trying to keep my tone even.

He
smiled and looked away for a second; then he looked back at me. “There is
always a chance we will die darling. I could die by your hand tonight,” he said
simply.

“Don’t
bullshit me Aubrey. The death marshals are a death sentence and you signed your
own order of execution by signing that truce,” I said angrily.

“And
I don’t regret it for one minute,” he said with the same amused tone he always
had.

“How
could you do it? I would have never asked you to sign it if I knew,” I growled.

“But
you did ask, and I did as you asked. You should be happy not hostile,” he said
dryly.

I
watched him for a minute unsure of what I should say next. I was so angry. I
was angry at myself for asking him to sign when I had no idea what I was
asking. I was angry because the thought of him dying made my chest ache to the
point that I thought I was suffocating. I lunged forward and pressed my lips to
his. I tangled my fingers in his hair deepening the kiss. He kissed me back, as
he pulled me tightly to his chest. The feel of his lips on mine only made the
ache in my chest worse. I pulled away, and he watched me without speaking. His
expression was hard to read. “You’re a fool,” I growled, then stormed off. I
was so angry I could barely contain it. I didn’t want to feel anything for
Aubrey, but I did and I hated it.

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