Consume. Melissa Darnell

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      Whoa, looks like Coleman’s still got the speed even after missing a whole season of practice! I didn’t even see him move across the cafeteria. He’s got to be juicing.

      So Tristan isn’t over Bethany after all! I knew he wouldn’t get over the only girl who ever dumped him!

      Oh, my God, look at how jealous Coleman is! He ran so fast over here I didn’t even see him coming. He’s going to try to steal Bethany back from Williams. But will she dump Williams for Coleman?

      Oooh, look at poor Savannah’s face. How devastating to have to see her boyfriend get so jealous over another girl! Any second now she’s going to start bawling, and...

      The descendants were thinking just as loudly. There was no way to shut out the ocean of voices. And way too many humans had noticed how fast Tristan had moved.

      I risked closing the distance between us and grabbed Tristan’s shoulder. “Tristan, let him go.”

      “He’s—”

      “I know. But you’ve got to let him go.” And you’ve got to calm down, I added silently since we were surrounded by both descendants and humans who could easily hear even a whisper in the now dead-quiet cafeteria. Everyone just saw you vamp blur over here. If you bite him, too, the council will have no choice but to go after you. Don’t give the Clann what they want. If you do, Dylan wins.

      Tristan growled under his breath. Dylan’s grin wasn’t helping him regain control of his temper. But finally Tristan shoved himself away from Dylan and walked off.

      Breathing out a sigh of relief, I followed him back across the cafeteria. My legs felt rubbery as I eased down into my chair again. Then I looked up and realized Tristan was still standing by his chair. I gave him a questioning look, then snuck a peek at his thoughts.

      He was immersed in the thoughts of everyone around us.

      I reached out and tugged at his hand. He blinked a few times, sank down into his chair, then slouched down in the seat with his arms crossed, lost in everyone else’s thoughts.

      Silence at our table, even though the noise level in the rest of the cafeteria had risen back to normal.

      “I would have punched him in his stupid face,” Anne said, then casually took a long chug of her soda.

      “Anne, that wouldn’t have helped the situation,” Carrie said.

      “No, he definitely should have hit him,” Michelle said.

      Tristan frowned, feeling like the rope in a game of tug-of-war between listening to my friends’ opinions and everyone else’s loud thoughts. He turned to me. Sorry, Sav. I didn’t even decide to go after him. One second I was here and the next...

      I sighed, reached over and patted his thigh. It’s okay. I hoped.

      But now everyone thinks I’m jealous about Bethany, and I’m not! I just hate that Dylan’s using her to try to piss me off. She’s a sweet girl. She deserves better than that.

      This was definitely an awkward conversation to be having with my boyfriend, silently or otherwise. I tried not to squirm in my seat. Let’s just focus on getting through the rest of lunch without vamping out on anyone else, okay?

      One corner of his mouth tightened. Go on and say it. You told me so.

      I shook my head, pressing my lips together. Nope, not going to say it.

      Why not? You totally earned the right to this time. You warned me that coming here was going to push me too hard too soon, and just like you feared, I lost control.

      I sighed. Well, it could have been worse. At least you didn’t actually bare your fangs or bite him.

      No, but I sure wanted to. His mouth slanted into a wry smile as our eyes met. He took my hand from his thigh and raised it to his lips for a kiss. Have I told you lately how lucky I am to have you?

      I smiled. Oh, you’re just saying that to try to cover for the fact that you’re jealous over your ex.

      He rolled his eyes at the joke. You know that’s not it.

      I nodded.

      But did I really know that deep down?

      I pushed the question away. Tristan loved me. He was just a good guy who hated to see Dylan hurt anyone, including one of his ex-girlfriends.

      TRISTAN

      Great. So much for proving I was in control all day long.

      We stuck around in the cafeteria till ten minutes before the bell. Then Savannah and I cut out early, planning to grab a few minutes of alone time out on the catwalk.

      Except it was already in use by Dylan and Bethany.

      The rage rose up like a bonfire inside me, blistering across my skin, all but demanding I go after Dylan.

      Then I felt the cool touch of Savannah’s hand on my forearm, reminding me of all the reasons I shouldn’t kill the punk descendant.

      “I’m fine,” I muttered to reassure her as we took the steps up to the ramp that led to the catwalk.

      I planned on walking right past the couple without saying a word, just to prove I was in control again.

      But then Dylan stopped kissing Bethany. Grinning, he clearly thought, You always did have the best taste in women. Did she taste like honey to you, too?

      I stopped, my fists clenching at my sides.

      “Dylan, shut up,” Savannah hissed, stepping in front of me.

      Dylan laughed. “Why, when it’s so much fun to see him lose it over and over? You really should get a leash for that one. I don’t think he’s going to make it much longer if you don’t.”

      Rumbling in my chest made me realize I was growling. I swallowed down the sound. Control. Stay in control, Coleman. Don’t give him what he wants.

      “Bethany, you should get out of here,” Savannah muttered, glancing over her shoulder at me. She reached back to grab my forearm again, and this time her grip said she wasn’t letting go for anything.

      Bethany’s eyes narrowed. “Why? We were here first.”

      “Don’t be stupid, Bethany,” Savannah hissed. “You could get hurt.”

      Bethany rolled her eyes. “I’m not some fragile flower, Savannah.” She reached around and slid a hand across Dylan’s chest with a smile. “Besides, Dyl will keep me safe, won’t you?”

      “You know it,” Dylan murmured, turning his head to kiss her again.

      “Bethany, can’t you see he’s just using you to tick me off?” I said.

      They stopped kissing and Bethany smiled. “I don’t think so. We started dating while you were gone, and we’ve been dating for months without you here to see it. If all he wanted was to make you jealous, why wouldn’t СКАЧАТЬ