Part 11

(Marcie)

I paced up and down my room, trying to find some way to keep my anger in check, but it was hard. It was bad enough those fucking hunters had *murdered* Zane. Devin hadn't let me go pick a fight with them.

Because he was too busy trying to protect his little soulmate?

Catalina wasn't that big actually- small and kind of wimpy. It should be pretty easy for me to take her.

I wished I had a punching bag in the room. I could pretend it was Catalina I was punching, breaking those delicate bones, ruining that beautiful face.

Or better yet, it could be Dayna. I tossed myself dramatically on my bed, pounding the mounds of pillows there several times, strong and harsh.

Oh how I would love to wipe that smug smirk off that bitches face, drown her superior attitude. A small smirk crossed my own face. There was nothing actually *stopping* me fro killing Dayna.

It wouldn't take much effort for me to make it look like a Night World killing...

But how could Devin be soulmated to a Night World monster? The thought kept coming back, tormenting me. I had loved him, trusted him, confided in him. I thought he was the only person who could ever understand me.

Just went to show what a dangerous emotion love was. Particularly when it was in such a serious situation. Was Devin actually *in* *love* with Catalina?

Would he go flouncing into her arms, and let her change him into a blood sucking monster? I shuddered at the image of Devin as a vampire.

An even worse thought struck me. What if Devin managed to convince Catalina that Night World was evil, and she should be on *our* side?

Or they both went singing arm in arm into Circle Damn Daybreaker?

Never! Not as long as I had breath in my body. It wasn't Devin's fault. It was *hers*. Catalina and her evil Night World magic, blinding him with a soulmate connection.

I sat up, pulling myself together mentally, a humourless smile spreading across my face. I wiped away tears I hadn't realised I'd been crying.

~I'll save you Devin~ I thought. Yes. Calm seemed into me. Cooling me. Yes. I'd save him. I knew what I had to do now.

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