"What do you want from me?" Alex rasped, pinned against the cold wall. Hunter held her fast, her grip unbreakable. Evelyn stood close, leaning on Hunter's shoulder to get a better look at their "prey." "What we want?" Hunter's breath ghosted against Alex's ear, sending a chill down the hunter's spine. Evelyn smirked. "Isn't it obvious, little witch?" The two shared a look. "We want you," they said together. Demon and Vampire. The two things Alex hated most. The monsters that had turned her life to ash. She was ready to die. She was waiting for the killing blow. But instead of ending her, these two had something else in mind. They didn't want her blood. They wanted her.