Chapter Twenty Three

Juana looked a bit too happy as she walked out of the house with her head held high.

"Do you think we need to watch out for her?" Mark asked, ending the awkward silence that had followed her departure.

Anthony shrugged. "I'll keep an eye on her, but she just likes to hear herself talk. I don't think she'll actually do anything. She's going to want a place to stay in the next three decades, I'm sure."

It was the first time I'd ever heard Anthony mention that far into the future. It was an unimportant thing to be considering in the middle of all the chaos, but I couldn't help myself. I wasn't used to thinking very far into the future. Hunters lived day to day. I could never be one hundred percent sure that I was going to survive any hunting expedition. Up till now, that day to day attitude was what I'd applied to my relationship with Anthony.

How would it work for us? Sure I was immortal too, maybe I was more fragile than he was, but I still had the potential to live forever. Hunters gr