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The realization hits me that Patrice didn’t take the two missing children to add to her horde. They were food.
“Alexander, make sure Mommy makes good choices.” Patrice pats himon the head.
“Yes, Mother.” He smiles, pulling me toward the door.
“We’ll be waiting for your return.” Patrice waves like she’s sending us off to camp.
Once outside, I take a deep breath, hoping to clear my mind.“Elsie, talk to me. What’s going on?”
“We’re coming to the beach to hunt,”I answer, still holding onto Alexander’s hand. I look down at the immortal child. “How are we going to get there?”
He looks confused for a moment. “We run, silly.”
“Who’s we?”Thorne asks.
“Alexander is coming with me. He’s one of the children.”
Alexander drops my hand. “Are you ready, Mommy?”
Hell no. “I am. Lead the way.”
He takes off at vampire speed, almost faster than I can move, heading south toward the Gulf. It doesn’t take long before we’re standing in front of the familiar restaurant from this morning. “This is where we found food before.”
I look around at the huge crowds, milling around the beach and open area of the restaurant.“We’re back at the same location the children went missing from.”
“We’re almost there. Fynn insisted on driving.”
“No! He’ll feel you.”
“Dammit, Elsie. What do you want us to do?”
I sigh, as Alexander laces his fingers through mine again.“I don’t know. You didn’t see those children, Thorne. I have to see this through.”
“Look, Mommy,” Alexander interrupts my silent conversation. He points at a young woman sitting alone at a secluded table. “She wants to die.”
“What?” I ask, looking down at the boy.
“She wants to die,” he repeats. “I can hear her thoughts.”
“You can hear her thoughts? How is that possible?”
He shrugs. “I don’t know. Mother says I’m special.”
I turn back toward the girl. “Why does she want to die?”
“Because her boyfriend has been fucking her brother.” He looks up at me, confused. “What does that mean?”
“It means she’s very sad.”
“Is that what Mother does? She has you listen to people to choose the best food?”
“Yes,” he answers. “I don’t like to choose the happy ones.”
“Amelia and I will stay back far enough he can’t sense us, but the lycan are moving closer.”
“Okay,”I relent.“The child has picked out a human for dinner.”
“You can’t take the human to them,”Thorne states the obvious.
