hroat clicked. She stared at Cas

h his left hand and began to un

ape away and held his

perfect, angry red bite mark. It looked exactly like a dog b

e. She realized he had been

shoved both hands against his

rk!" sh

he air. He burst out laughing, the sound echoing off the high

spun around and marched toward the livin

s. He grabbed her wrist, his fingers w

ghter fading. "I'm serio

ked her arm, but he didn't

Brooklyn," Cassidy said. "I want you to get me

p and down. He had muscle, sure, but

smells like blood and cheap sweat. The guys the

othly. "I need to hit something. And I wan

ulous request, but she did bite him. She

ered. "I'll text

ine, victorious smile. He had

er feet into her heavy boots and bent down t

power button. Th

tions. Fifteen missed calls. All from

at the time at the

45

The air was suck

shrieked. "I'm

r being three minutes late. Th

sprinted toward the door

ou!" Cassidy called out, f

Alexandrea

to the hallway, and let the door slam

d door. He looked down at the bite mark on his hand. He rubbed his thumb

from his pocket and

Silicon Valley," Cassidy

t of the hotel lobby. She ran to the cu

a halt. She threw her

he gasped, her heart pounding

cold, heavy dread settled in the pit of Alexandrea's s