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ChapterNine

SUNDAY

“Are you sure this is allowed?” I asked as Moira led the way down a dark corridor.

“Don’t be afraid. Nothing will happen to you while you’re with me.” Alek’s voice was a caress as he leaned in from his place behind me.

“Why’s he here again?” I asked, trying to suppress the involuntary tingles the puff of his breath sent racing down the back of my neck.

“Because I’m the muscle. And a damned good time,” he added, the invitation to play evident in his voice.

“Stop flirting with her, Viking. Give her a chance to get used to the place before you start pissing on her to mark your territory.” Moira stopped at a dead end and turned to stare at us. “Now prepare to be wowed.” She held out both hands like a magician about to do a trick.

“Now who’s flirting?” Alek teased.

Moira returned her focus to the blank wall before waving her palm across the brick. A faint green glow began to emanate from the mortar lines, the shape of a door appearing as the verdant shade spread. I knew witches existed, but I never really spent time with them. Our kind didn’t really... intermingle. Seeing Moira in action was astonishing.

“Apres vous, mes amis,” she offered in flawless French.

I hesitated, just for an instant. Walking through a glowing green door to parts unknown wasn’t the brightest idea. Not with the warning from my dream still bouncing around in my head. But Alek took my hand in his and squeezed.

“Together then?”

Letting my gaze travel up, up, up, his large frame, I allowed his piercing eyes to calm me. “Okay.”

“Ugh,” Moira scoffed. “I’m dying to dance. Come on, you’re acting practically human.”

Together, Alek and I crossed through the doorway. My skin prickled, pins and needles breaking out across my entire body as magic coated us then snapped away as we passed the barrier. My ears popped the instant we crossed from school grounds to the exterior of a nightclub. The red neon script over the door saidIniquity.

“Are you sure this is a nightclub and not a strip club?” I asked.

Alek laughed. “Afraid of a little nudity?”

“No, but I like to know what I’m walking into.”

Moira shoved past the two guys standing at the door. “Hi, fellas.”

“Miss Belladonna,” one of them said before pushing open the door for us.

Thumping bass spilled out of the club, low and loud, commanding attention, almost its own being. Moira took my hand and tugged me out of Alek’s grip as we walked down a set of stairs and intoIniquity.

The dim lighting was just bright enough for me to see the path mapped out by the hallway, and when we reached the end of the walkway, I saw yet another staircase to my left. I moved to head down, now eager to let loose and dance my ass off with Moira, but Alek’s large palm encircled my arm.

“Not that way, Sunny. That’s the true den ofIniquity. You’re not ready for what lies beneath the surface.”

My stomach clenched. What kind of sinful delights were hidden down there? And did I want to find out? He turned me in the opposite direction, tugging me to the right and into a club filled with people.

“Wow, this is...” I started, but my voice faltered as I took in the massive space, lit in greens and blues with purple spilling out from under the bar and DJ’s booth. The dance floor was full of couples grinding together. A vampire in the corner had his fangs buried in the neck of a human woman who looked like she was on the verge of orgasm or maybe in the throes of one.

“Intense?” Moira asked.

“Yeah.”

“I forget how sheltered you’ve been. Don’t worry. No one will bite you tonight.”

“They’d better not.” Alek leaned in, and a shiver ran down my spine as his lips brushed the shell of my ear. “It’ll be the last thing they do.”

Wowza.He really had the whole sexy, murdery smolder thing down. And I liked it. A lot. Definitely more than I should. Not that I was about to admit it, especially not to him. Alek didn’t seem like the kind of guy who needed any ego stroking.

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