Victoria looked away when Alex shifted his gaze to her. She gave a mirthless chuckle as he continued.
	“She’s here for you, not me.” She shook her head slightly and swallowed hard, her thumb rubbing the pendant.
She dared a glance at him when he gestured to his wound, but looked back to the ground between them when the pang of knowing what he was hit. Her heart beat impossibly faster from the fear, panic, and hated vampires had instinctively instilled upon her since she was a young child.
	“I can’t do this right now,” she said in a pained whisper. “I-I have to go.” She rushed from the alley. She cast a quick glance behind her, a glimmer of concern for him in her eyes, before she pressed on, trying to recall the few streets and directions she had memorized that lead to the college.

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	Nyaira stood near a building, absently messing with her phone. She had contemplated calling Luc, but thought better of it. No, she would make absolutely certain she had found the one he wanted. The girl had definitely figured out what Alex was, but whether from deduction surprising for a human, or ‘the sight,’ she could not say for sure.
	She had easily tracked the two into the alley, and now waited out of view, the alley's opening always in her sights. When the human left at long last, Nyaira pushed from the wall and pursued, careful to keep her scent contained and remain unseen in case Alex was close behind.