“You’re going to get caught,” Michael says. “You’re going to rot in a cell.” He glares at me. “You’re just like her, aren’t you? A freak. You’re not even human.” Cora and I stand over him, and for the first time I’m fully aware of how naked she is. I had been caught up in the bloodlust, but now the back of my hand is touching her bare hip, and I can hear her breathing next to me. I want her so bad. “Why aren’t we covering his face?” “Because I want him to watch.”
