Page 121 of Burn Falls

“Exactly.”

“So my siblings are in danger too?”

“Maybe. It’s best we lay low for a while.”

“And then what?”

Draven shrugged. “Maybe Athan and I will come up with a plan by then. I don’t know.”

“What about your job? What about OBB?”

“I’m hoping you can work from home and I’ll take a leave of absence for a while.”

“Work from home? I know I’m doing that now for a few days, but I have no idea what I’m doing when I’m even there. Plus, we need to file taxes soon. I need all that paperwork that’s in my office.”

Draven nodded slowly as though he was thinking of what to say next. “Let’s give it a few weeks and then figure it out. If we need to come back, we will. Athan and I are hoping we can form our own army.”

“An army?”

“I don’t know how many vampires Renzo has now in his mob, but I know we’ll need more than just me, Donovan, and Athan to beat him if it ever comes down to it.”

“You have me.” I smiled.

“You’ve never killed, sweetheart. You have no idea how to fight.”

“You can teach me.”

Draven put his hand on my belly. “Not now I can’t. There’s not a chance I’ll let you be in danger.”

“When Selene visited me the other night, she said that I will be strong enough to kill Renzo.”

“How?”

“Because I’m pregnant with a pure vampire and it will keep me safe.”

He stared at me for a beat. “While that may be true, you’ll have to get close enough to actually kill him. We can’t take that chance because we don’t know what he’s capable of. All it will take is his speed and strength to rip out your heart.”

“But she said—”

Draven stood and set me on my feet. “I’m not taking the chance for him to kill someone I love and my baby again, Calla. End of story.”

He sped off to the bedroom and slammed the door, getting the last word.

For now.

“Renzo is coming!” Athan shouted as he came storming through the front door. Before I could respond, Draven came flying out of the bedroom.

“What?”

“I just met that Donovan kid at the bar, and he said that he was on his way here to warn you. He got a call from one of his buddies in the coven that Renzo left to, and I quote, ‘do things on his own.’”

“When?” Draven asked.

Athan shrugged. “He doesn’t know. The friend said that he’d left to handle coven business, and when he returned, he’d learned Renzo had left. Doesn’t know when and didn’t want to ask to look suspicious.”

“Where’s Donovan now?”

“Left. He beat feet because he doesn’t want to run into Renzo.”