everything and everybody. I was led to believe that I couldnât rest until everyone was dead.â
âItâs okay now,â Abby said, rubbing her sisterâs back. âWe found each other again. We lost you once, but it will never happen again.â
âThatâs where youâre wrong,â Pippa said, pulling away to face her sister. âWhen I went rabid, I had a flood of memories, forgotten ones as well as things that I somehow knew were true. I learned that you and I were never meant to live. Youâre either human, feral, or werecat from birth. You can never be a combination, because the blood of the two different species will always fight for dominance until one wins and kills the other. That means that a hybrid has never lived long after birth. When Alex suppressed us, he allowed the blood types to grow to maturity together until they became one. It was inevitable that one would eventually dominate the other, which is why our werecat sides finally emerged, and why I went rabid. That means that youâre likely to experience a rabid phase.â
âThat could be why Aiden lived,â Jack said. âYour blood could have saved his life, and maybe the bite from those gator creatures infected him and created some sort of mutation between the species after the blood transfusion. That would explain why heâs so weak. Theyâre fighting to find some sort of balance or maybe even dominance over his body. Iâm surprised he even survived. Now your blood test in Athens makes sense. It isnât the werecats that hold the key to saving the ferals, itâsââ
âItâs the two of us,â Pippa said. âAbby and me. We might hold the key to turning a feral back into a werecat or a human.â
âBut maybe it only worked after the rabid stage,â Jack said. âItâs a possibility Iâd have to examine further. And it may be another reason why Aiden is struggling to recover. Your blood was entering the rabid stage when we gave him the transfusion. It may not have fully matured, but it could have been changed enough to be fighting back in his body. But it may also have been the key to keeping him alive. Now that youâve regained your sanity and made it through, Iâm betting your blood cells have been altered even more. I just wish I had a microscope.â
âWe need to find one,â Abby said. âWe should compare my blood to Pippaâs and check for cellular differences. This may be the most important discovery since the Fallout. The closest city is called Houston. I say we head there to get what you need.â
An hour later they were back on Highway 10. By Abbyâs calculations, Houston was six to eight hours away. The road was clear of rubble, and they easily skirted any abandoned cars they encountered. As they drove, the vegetation lining the roadside became greener and more luxuriant.
âIt looks as if this area of the United States was barely touched by the Fallout,â Jack said, as he pointed through the greenery to a group of intact buildings just off the roadside. âThose buildings look better than any Iâve seen before.â
âThey definitely look better than the ones in New York,â Abby added.
Aiden was shivering with cold. Pippa climbed up on the gurney and covered him with her body like a blanket. His skin felt cool, and she wondered if it was because of his new reptilian side.
Aiden stirred and opened his eyes. âI love you.â
She leaned in and kissed him.
âI wish I could marry you,â he whispered before closing his eyes.
âOne day you will,â she whispered back as she closed her eyes and fell asleep next to him.
âHouston, ten miles,â Abby said, reading the faded road sign. âWe should stop and sniff the area for ferals, then wait till morning to enter the city.â
Salvatore nodded and pulled over onto the shoulder of the highway. He