They're Not Infected... They're All Yours.

Mara grinned as she looked over at Mary. They couldn't sense the infection in either of the women, that meant that they were all theirs. She whispered to Mary.

"Which one should we go for?" She asked quietly.

"I'll take Kara, Amber is all yours," Mary answered and Mara nodded as the two of them headed over to their friends. "Kara! Amber! Thank goodness, we were afraid the Demons got you too."

"Of course, they're never going to get us," Amber said with a grin, then she frowned. "Wait, get us too?"

"Yeah... we saw Jack and Anne Marie..." Mara said, hugging Amber and pressing against her. She was letting her pheromones out, smelling that Amber was starting to get a little aroused. "We were too late to save them, they're Demons now."

"Oh fuck," Kara said as Mary hugged her too.

"Yeah, I managed to get away because Mara saved me," Mary said with a smile. "I'd be one of those sluts if it wasn't for her."

"What are we going to do?" Kara asked. "We need to get somewhere safe."