Chapter 33

ZEKE I know she’s down here. I can fucking smell her. Her fear. Her arousal. I lick my lips and taste her in the air. She’s good at this. The first time I hunted Xander, he gave himself up because he couldn’t stand the terror of waiting for me to find him. He said it was better to face the consequences than think about what they might be. My fingers curl around the worn leather of my switchblade. I never would have gotten it from my room if I’d known I’d be chasing Lily instead of Xander. But now I have it, and she’s in here somewhere. Pure adrenaline thunders through my veins, making my cock throb as well as my temples. There’s no stopping this thing now. Not unless she says her safe word. Walking along the center of the garage, I glance up and down the rows of cars. “Where are you, buttercup?” I tilt my head, straining to hear some sound from her. Her breathing or maybe a movement, but there’s not a peep. She really is good at this. I pass by the silver Porsche and smile. But not goo