There Is No Never Ever [MAJOR EDITING]

Chapter 17: Life Sucks, And Then You Get Kidnapped Again

Tyven’s POV

                I could tell Chev, Bleston, and Valia were already in higher spirits as I sped down the main road back to Whitewater.  It was really dangerous bringing more vampires here, especially ones that hadn’t been out around humans in a long time.  I was concerned that the attention we would receive would catch the attention of the werewolves.        

                The drive didn’t take too long, although I had felt uncomfortable. Strangers caused enough gossip in this small town as it was, and now I was handing more over to the citizens, gift-wrapped and all.

                “Lighten up, Tyven. We’ll all be on out best behavior.” Valia purred from the seat next to me.

                “We aren’t planning on doing something that will get us locked up in the cave again. You can relax.” Bleston made an attempt to ease my discomfort. I glanced at him; he was less annoyed and less easily tempered now that he’d gotten out into the fresh air.

                That was another quality we all shared: we could easily control our own emotions and put out an aura that made those around us feel the same way. I remembered back to when I had kissed Cassie; she’d almost had the same pull on me that I’d played on her. It didn’t always work because we could just as easily let go of our emotions and be taken over by them, but I tried to let the calming atmosphere engulf me nonetheless.

                “Tyven?” Valia waved her hand in front of my face to get my attention.

                I glanced at her, snapping out of my thoughts.

                “You stopped.” She pointed out.

                I looked around and sure enough, I had somehow pulled the car over to the side of the road about a mile out of Whitewater. Focus. I started the car and pulled back out onto the road as if nothing had happened.

                “No matter what, we are all staying inconspicuous. That means, when you get hungry, you don’t feed off the locals. The last thing we need is for this to turn into The Vampire Diaries.” I wished I hadn’t accidentally watched a few episodes of that show a few years back when Valia was obsessed with it.

                I met each pair of eyes directly to get the message across. I think my eyes were more terrifying through the mirror than direct. The Camaro practically roared into town, catching everyone’s attention. Well, there goes inconspicuous. I parked along the main street in front of a barber shop. These people were about to receive the gossip of their lives.

Destin’s POV

                I’ve given Cassie as much time as I will allow. I’m stubborn and I have to talk to her. She hadn’t been making any sense when she blew up at Fernias and the rest of us. All I heard was something about werewolves and vampires, none of which sounded good. No matter what, she is still my best friend. It didn’t take me very long to retrace her footsteps. They lead to a circular hole in the ground that, given my best estimate, must have been Cassie-sized. I chuckled at the sight. She wasn’t kidding when she’d said she was heading off to bury herself.

                I surveyed the scene before me and realized the dirt and Fernias’ shovel hadn’t been disturbed for a few hours. I growled in annoyance. So Cassie hadn’t been in this spot for very long before she decided to take off without telling anyone. That damn girl. I struggled to stay calm as my fists clenched and unclenched themselves in anger.