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“I don’twanthim drinking my lust. He clearly doesn’t either, so that’s off the table. I’m going to make this work,” I said.

They could tell my mind was set, so they didn’t try to argue with me about it.

“How’s London?” Brynn asked them, changing the subject.

We chatted about Europe for a few minutes before Tatum and Rafael had to go, and Brynn slipped out. She had more candy to make, and I…

Well, I had to go back to the nightclub.

Again.

Thirty minutes later,I’d refreshed my makeup and put on a pair of fancy leather shorts. The shorts would provide alittle more security to my lady parts than the dress I’d worn the day before. My top was tighter, too, to make it harder to get off for whoever ended up feeding me.

It sucked that getting felt up by strangers was going to be a permanent part of eating for me.

Maybe I’d start wearing fishnets, too...

I left my hair up for the sake of my sanity, and stepped into my combat boots on the way out. If I needed to kick someone’s ass, I wanted to be prepared.

My new bodyguard followed my car in his; I saw him every time I glanced in the mirror.

Nerves had my stomach turning a little, but I refused to let stress get the better of me.

I was never going to have a mate to rely on, so I needed to figure my shit out. If I had to puke up blood a few times to get there, so be it.

There was a chance the alcohol could’ve been a factor in the vomiting the night before, so I made my way immediately onto the dance floor. It was easy to disappear into the crowd, given my size.

Soon enough, I was a part of the moving beast that was the crowd, dancing and singing.

Was my heart in it?

No, it most certainly was not.

Could I fake it with the best of them?

You’d better believe it.

A pleasant smell made my nose twitch, and I looked around the crowd, searching for the source. I wasn’t good enough to pinpoint which smell was coming from which person, but I hoped maybe I’d be drawn to them or something.

The smell grew stronger, and I swear, every part of my body reacted.

A pair of huge, hot hands landed on my hips, and a soft groan escaped me. The smell increased, and I shivered as a thick erection met my back.

Lips brushed my ear, and I shuddered.

My fangs were sharp in my mouth, my body primed to feed.

“What are you doing here, Miles?” a familiar voice said into my ear.

My body stilled.

“How did you find me?” I yelled to Zander, my fangs still descended.

I didn’t know if those suckers would go back up.

“I asked first,” he called.

Looking over my shoulder—and up at him—I scowled.

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