but she hadn’t heard any mention of the bonding being held in such darkness. Then she noticed a van parked up on the curb at an odd angle and a chill skittered down her spine. Something was wrong here. She could feel the tension in the air. Brandi leapt from the limo as soon as it came to a stop and ran for the stairs leading to the chapel.
“Brandi get back here, now!” her mother exclaimed, but Brandi was almost to the doors by the time Sarah and Samantha had exited the vehicle. Sarah called her back again in vain. She wanted to rip open the doors and go storming in but that instinct that told her when to shut up and listen kicked in, so she slowly slid through the door, and crept over to a coat closet off to the right. It would give her a place to observe her surroundings for a moment. She needed to be sure her creepy feeling wasn’t just her imagination working overtime. Busting into Danielle’s bonding ceremony like gangbusters to find she was wrong would not be the ideal way to smooth things over between the Vaughns and the Deidricks. Not to mention, it would be embarrassing.
Brandi heard voices and a struggle in the hall. The owners of the voices came into view. One was very familiar and the other less so, but he reminded her of someone she couldn’t quite place. The first was Darren carrying a lifeless Danielle and the other guy was carrying a mean looking gun and covering Darren’s back. Darren had tricked Danielle into following him six months earlier, and had given her to the Rogue that had been hunting Danielle and other vamp youth for months in order to rob them of their extrasensory powers. Darren’s motivation had been to force Dani to a bond with him. The Rogue had drained her nearly to death in order to absorb her power and Darren had given her his blood to revive her. Dani had nearly died and she lost an important part of herself in the process. Her human half was stolen from her that night and she was transformed into a full blooded vampire. The loss of the humanity gifted to her by her mother still haunted Dani. Fortunately, the bond Darren forced onto her was one sided. Her humanity was still firmly in place at the time of the blood exchange and it prevented the bond from taking hold of her soul.
The warmth in Brandi’s belly grew swiftly. She struggled to hold it back. Just then the door flew open and Samantha walked directly into Darren. Danielle moaned with the impact. The other guy spun around, pointing the gun at Samantha’s face.
“Back away and you won’t get hurt, Sam.” Darren said calmly, but the guy with the gun seemed less sure of Sam’s safety. Samantha put her hands in the air and moved away from the door. In the background Brandi could hear people pounding on the chapel doors, trying to get out.
“Take the bitch. Make sure you get the job done this time. She’s like a bad song stuck in my head. No matter how hard I try to forget her, the bitch just refuses to go away.”
Brandi had to find a way to stall them until help came and Samantha was providing the great distraction. Brandi rummaged around the closet, fighting the flames trying to escape her, until she found a set of golf clubs. Lucky thing the Country Club had a golf course, because the clutch purse she carried wouldn’t have done her any good in this situation. She exited the closet behind the armed man with a club raised over her head ready to swing.
Samantha looked her right in the eye and yelled, “No, Brandi, let them take her! We will all be better off this way!”
The armed guy spun around to face her. The club struck the shoulder of his gun arm instead of his head. It knocked the weapon loose, but he caught the gun, and his balance, as Brandi rushed him. She only had to keep them from leaving without getting shot. That’s what she told herself, but she wasn’t fast enough. The rage looking back at her from behind the dark eyes of her opponent froze her soul. He twisted her roughly with one arm,