Page 11 of The Night Calling


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I wouldn’t start now.

“Actually, we are—“

A shadow moved several feet behind the girl and something in my gut tightened. I rose from the stool to take a better look. The shadow, now with more shape, weaved between the tables and stools, walking away.

Long, wavy black hair, average height, slim but with the right amount of curves, especially under that tiny black dress. She glanced over her shoulder, to the VIP area upstairs, and I got a side profile of her face.

Fair skin, high cheekbones, delicate nose …

I stopped breathing.

It couldn’t be. I had to be dreaming.

A pull tugged deep inside my chest. My heart hammered against my rib cage, and I almost lost my shit when she disappeared from my sight.

“Hm, what’s going on?” the brunette stepped in front of me.

Shit, I had forgotten all about her.

“Excuse me,” I said, but once again, she was already gone from my mind.

I glanced around, desperately trying to find her.

Because it was her. It had to be.

Even though I knew she was dead.

My mate.

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