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SHANE
I buttonedup the dark green shirt and glanced at myself in the full-length mirror. I looked good as hell, but when I stared at my eyes for too long, I could see past the mask I wore all the time.
For the longest time, my pack, the Nightshade, had been allied to several other packs in the region, and also to a local witch coven—the Nightmist witches. We had always joked the similar names was a sign, that our alliance was unbreakable. But almost a year ago, after a misunderstanding, the Nightmist witches turned on us. Along with wolf-demons, they attacked us by surprise.
And killed my entire pack.
My father, my mother, my younger brother and sister. My friends.
My mate.
Sick as they were, the witches took me to their coven and left me to rot in their dungeons. In the beginning, they tortured me, but after a while, they seemed to forget I was there. For days, they would fail to feed me.
Closing my eyes, I shook my head.
No, it didn’t do well to dwell in the past.
About six months ago, I had been rescued. I now lived in DuMoir Castle, where the most powerful vampire coven on this side of the globe resided. Witches were here too, all part of the Silverblood coven, because Lord Drake, the leader of the vampires, was mated to Thea, the Witch Queen of the Silverblood witches.
They had welcomed me without question, and I would always be thankful for that.
Killian and Lavinia, the vampires who had orchestrated my rescue and helped me get away from the Nightmist witches, also lived here, and they had become my good friends.
And tonight, they planned on taking me to a hidden supernatural nightclub in New York City because I needed to relax a little—according to Lavinia. I teased her, saying she hadn’t been watching me. I had been flirting with many of the females in the castle, and whenever there was a party, I danced and charmed a handful of them. I was relaxed.
“That’s what you want everyone to think,” she said.
Well, apparently I wasn’t fooling everyone as I first thought.
While at DuMoir Castle, Lord Drake had assigned me roles like anyone else who joined the coven. I often patrolled the forest behind the castle with Killian, though I always shifted in my wolf form for that.
Once or twice, Lord Drake had asked me to talk wolf shifter business with him, but I told him no. I didn’t want to know anything else about wolf shifters, even if I was still one. I wanted to live here, do the job I was assigned, and forget the past.
A knock came from my chamber's door.
My lips tugged up. Chambers. Though the house where I grew up had been big, I had never lived in a castle before. I called this place my bedroom, or suite since it had an adjacent bathroom … but here everyone said “chambers.”
All right, it was cool living with these vampires and witches, but there were things that would be hard to get used to.
I opened the door and showed Killian and Lavinia my cockiest grin.
Lavinia rolled her eyes. The beautiful vampire had been a witch not even six months ago, and somehow she had retained her witchy powers after turning. A rarity, according to all.
Killian narrowed his eyes at me. “You’re not flirting with my mate, are you?”
“Maybe,” I teased. “Why? Are you afraid she’ll leave you for me?”
Killian slapped my shoulder—harder than needed.
“Ready to go?” Lavinia asked.
Nodding, I stepped out of my chambers and closed the door behind me.
With a wicked grin of her own, Lavinia sauntered down the hallway.
“What’s up with her?” I asked Killian as we followed his mate.
“It’s also her first time going to a supernatural nightclub.”
