En Route

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Ava's POV

 

            Getting Hansen out was a feat of its own. We still weren't sure how William and Luke managed to get Jane and me out. Our first solution involved both William and Luke, seeing as how they did it before. But the bars kept their hold.

            Then Angelina straightened up.

            "I think I've got it," she said. "It makes sense if you think about it. And  think about who we're dealing with. The Hunters are able to do so much, so much science and magic all worked into one. It's clever, really." She motioned to William and me. "William gave Ava blood for her transformation." Then to Luke and Jane. "Jane gave her blood to Luke when Luke was almost dead on our front porch."

            A lump rose in my throat. "And Hansen drank my blood when he changed me."

            William tensed up beside me. Angelina nodded like she knew it all along. Luke's jaw dropped, but Jane seemed indifferent. After however long we were trapped in our cells, nothing seemed a secret anymore.

            I stepped forward past William and Luke and pressed my palms on the bars of Hansen's cell. A surge of strange energy flooded through my body. Electric and fire and ice and wind and pure energy. Then the bars came apart leaving a gaping hole in their place.

            I glanced over at William before I stepped inside and pulled weakly at Hansen's shackles. His hands were rough and cold covered in grime. I tried not to think about the fact that those same hands held my limp body as he drank my blood. That those hands did the same to Liv. He was her chance to live the only way she could now.

            Hansen could barely hold himself up, but no one jumped to help him. I continued to lean on William as we crept our way through the halls. I thought about the possibility of seeing my mother. How would William react? Had he run into her already? Did he know?

            He looked down at me, eyes full of something along the lines of pity. Or maybe it was sympathy. Yes, he knew.

            "I don't understand," Luke, whispered, coming up behind me. The smell of his blood was so strong, I had to bite my tongue. "Why does this guy have to be the one that helps Liv? Why can't any of you?"

            "Vampires are more than just creatures who go around biting everyone in sight," Hansen piped up from in front of us. "We are bound to our mates by giving them our blood in amidst of their transformation. Or if a human dies with the blood in their system. I'm guessing you personally would be here in a much different form if things had worked out differently."

            Luke stopped walking and turned around to Jane who was shuffling with Angelina behind us. "You gave me your blood," he said to her, eyes wide. "That night. I barely remember it. But you saved me by giving me your blood. You knew that if I didn't make it, that if I died, I would become a vampire. And we would be..."

            Jane shot Hansen a look consumed with so much hate. "Yes, I did. Only because I am the only one in my family who isn't bound. The bond is so much more than a romance. It contains something so unbreakable, so whole."            

            But Luke wasn't listening. He turned back to Hansen, filled with a rage I'd never seen. "And I remember you! I remember you convincing me to tell Ava I needed to get over you. And again you came to me! Telling me to go to her, to these people and telling them about the hunters! To bring them here!"

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