Page 39 of Enzo

The voices in her head were right. She needed to be honest; if she lost them, then they were never really hers, or so the saying went. More importantly, she was never going back to where she was when she met Matt. With or without Enzo, her life would always be different. Enzo had yet to make love to her. They fooled around; he made her see stars every night, and she triedto do the same for him, but he refused to take the last step. Maybe he knew she kept secrets, or maybe he was keeping a few of his own. She didn't know, but she knew she needed to come clean of hers before she made herself physically ill.

"Deja," Cole's voice brought her out of her thoughts.

"Yeah?" She turned around to face him.

"Remember, we're closing early tonight, so you get to knock off early."

She pulled her phone out to look at the time. It was close to midnight.

"Do you want me to help you clean up?"

"Not tonight. Tonight, I want you to go home and stay there until the sun rises."

"That's specific," she said. Enzo had talked to her about tonight for the last two days. Ven even mentioned it casually. Except it was too casual to be anything other than planned.

"Let me go get my purse," and mace, she added silently. She had no idea what was happening, but she wanted to be able to deal with it. It was obvious they were concerned about her safety, so she would go home and stay there.

It only took a minute to grab her purse and come back out. Enzo and Ven were waiting for her.

"We'll walk you home," Enzo said, taking her hand.

"You don't have to; I know where the house is, and I have my handy dandy mace."

"We want to walk you home," Ven chimed in, giving her his big-eyed look, the one he practiced because he knew it melted her heart whenever she saw it.

"All right, if it makes both of you feel better, you can walk me home. All I'm going to do is change into my jammies and be glad I get to sleep a little longer tonight."

She threw a wave at the males watching her walk through the door and followed her guys out.

"One day you will tell me what this is all about."

"One day," Enzo agreed.

They walked in silence for a while, each in their thoughts.

"Do you hear that?" she asked, looking around. It sounded like heavy breathing before it turned into howling.

Inhuman forms slinked out of the shadows with glowing eyes that were red. A howl went up from the leader. He was taller and thicker than the rest. He wanted to kill her; she knew by the way slobber dripped over his fangs. She could see it in his eyes; he was imagining her dead.

"Deja, run. Get outside of the barrier. Ven, go with her, make sure she makes it. Now!"

Enzo's body started to break apart and reform. She turned on her heel and ran for the barrier, Ven guarding her back. For once, she was grateful she had on her tennis shoes.

Her heart beat like it was being shocked back to life while her mouth was open. The panting sound was coming from her. Her blood pounded in her ears as she got close to the barrier. She wanted to turn around even though she knew it would be stupid. She couldn't help but think of Enzo even when she should be thinking of herself.

"Go help him," She screamed at Ven, who turned and ran.

She pulled out her phone to have a look at her weather app. Sunrise would be at six-eleven. She needed to stay safe for six hours; she could do that. She walked towards the dog park thinking about calling Fire. One night on her couch couldn't hurt anything.

She started punching in her number when Don pulled up beside her.

"He said that if we were patient, you'd show up alone, and you did."

"Don, I don't want any trouble. Leave me alone, and I'll leave you alone."

"Too late for that, Deja. Matt put a reward out for you. It's rather a healthy one. I plan to be the one to collect it. Get in." He flashed his gun at her.

She stopped dialing Fire and got in the car. One of the things she knew about Don was that he liked to use his gun. Personally, she thought it made up for inadequacies in another area.

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