Ezra's POV
"What have you done?" Erik shouts at me as I carry the girl into the house.
"I didn't mean it," I say in a panic.
"Thank god you caught her in time," he says as I run to the couch and he pushes all the pillows out of the way.
"I think she must have hit her head. I don't know why she won't wake up." It's then that I finally take a breath as I lay her on the cushions. That's when I catch the sweet scent. "Oh god."
I take a step back as the smell of her blood surrounds me and my mouth begins to water.
"Shit," Erik hisses as he comes up beside me.
I turn to him and see the recognition in his eyes. This is what we've been after for the past week. Ever since the theater and we caught the sugary scent of cotton candy mixed with something unexplainable.
"Does that mean…" I swallow then try to think through all of the things running through my mind. "Is she the one?"
"But for which one of us?" Erik says, and my eyes narrow.
