I turned to see the Angel of Death behind me.
Just then Alexander grabbed Luna's shoulders and held her at arm's length.
"What are you doing? Don't push me away!"
"Kiss her! Kiss her!" the crowd chanted.
But Alexander kept the vampiress at bay with one hand. He pulled off his reaper's hood.
"I'm not Trevor!" Alexander exclaimed. "Now you can stop your games."
"Why is Alexander there?" Matt said to Becky. "What's going on?"
Luna glared at my true love. She started to laugh. "It was never Trevor I wanted here. It was you!"
Alexander stepped back, confused. Luna grabbed his oversized sleeve. "Now I don't have to wait for you to take me. I can take you!"
I lunged forward, but the Angel of Death squeezed my shoulder.
"Get off!" I ordered.
Thank goodness Alexander was stronger than the waifish Luna. He held his scythe in one hand and the writhing vampiress at bay with the other.
On the far side of Luna a Grim Reaper pushed through the crowd toward the struggling vampires.
"Luna, what are you doing?" he yelled. "This wasn't the plan. You are not supposed to be with Alexander!"
The crowd cheered, "Fight! Fight!"
Alexander began to cough, letting go of Luna.
"This is who I've always wanted," Luna defended. "Alexander is who I've waited my life for." She coughed, too, and clung to the side of the coffin.
The hooded reaper yanked off his shroud. Blond hair flung down over his face. It wasn't Jagger. Standing in between Luna and Alexander was Trevor Mitchell.
I stepped back, shocked. If Trevor, Luna, and Alexander were struggling by the coffin, whose hand was on me?
I inched away and tried to release my hand. The Angel of Death only squeezed harder. Then he pulled me a few feet away from the ceremony.
I turned and tore off the reaper's black hood. Blue and green eyes stared back at me. It was Jagger.
"You aren't going anywhere, Monster Girl," he said with a seductive, menacing voice.
My vampire boyfriend grew red with rage as he saw Jagger by my side on sacred ground. "Raven!" Alexander called. He started to wheeze and began to stagger toward us.
Trevor glanced over, shocked and confused.
I tried to pull my hand away, but Jagger tightened his grip and started to cough.
Alexander was doubling over but was determined to reach me. "Jagger, let her go!" he warned.
With every step Alexander took forward, Jagger took one back.
The confused crowd started cheering. Some shouted, "Kiss! Kiss!" while others yelled, "Fight! Fight!"
Luna recoiled from the confused and rejected Trevor, her pasty complexion turning even paler.
Jagger's eyes began to tear. His breathing became labored.
What could be making all the vampires ill?
Then it hit me. The vampires began to get sick when Trevor showed up.
"What's wrong with Alexander?" I heard Becky ask Matt.
"Trevor's taken garlic pills!" I shouted to Alexander. "Take your antidote," I said, pointing to my leg.
Alexander wheezed but reached underneath his cloak and pulled out his serum.
Becky and Matt ran to his side while Alexander jammed the shot into his leg.
Jagger backed up, pulling me farther away from the crowd.
"Get off of me," I said wedging my boot between us.
"Not so fast," he said with hypnotic eyes. "Alexander made a fool of our family in Romania, and you were planning to do it again tonight?"
"Let me go—" "Where's your vampire bite, Raven?" he whispered.
"I told you, I can't show you."
"You were very convincing. Until Luna discovered a compact mirror in your purse. You led her on; you led us both on."
"I did not!"
"Then why aren't you wheezing now? And most important, what's this?" He reached underneath his cloak and pulled out a cell phone. He flipped the phone open and held it before me— a picture of a cheerleader and a soccer snob at school, taken by Trevor. And standing in back of them was a mortal Raven, reflecting back for all vampires to see.
"You have a cunning and crafty nature. You turned out to be more of a vampire than Alexander," Jagger said flatly.
Alexander pushed through the crowd toward us. Trevor followed close behind.
"What is Jagger doing with Raven?" Trevor asked.
"Back off!" Jagger shouted. "You will not make a fool of my family anymore."
"What's he talking about?" Trevor said, now standing by Alexander.