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What the Fae?
I rip my gaze from his stupid, pretty face and grab my drink, toasting an imaginary glass. “Here’s to being the worst shadow in history.”
I slam back the sparkling concoction before I can change my mind.
The second it hits my throat, I know I’ve made a huge mistake. Of the I’m-screwed kind.
A wave of pleasure flashes over me, so overwhelming that I nearly fall off my barstool. At the same time, a pulse of fire ignites between my legs, a puff of air escaping my lips. I tamp down a moan as liquid fire smolders across my flesh. When I glance down over my skin I see that it’s all dewy and glowing.
Across the dance floor, I catch sight of Bane, Inara, Kimber, and the whole homicidal crew laughing hysterically as they point at me and whisper. One of them holds up a cellphone to video the scene.
Shit. My body is on fire. I need to dance, to grind up against someone. To do more . . . so much more with someone. A male.
What the hell was in that drink?
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Gripping the bar with sweaty fingers, I turn toward the dance floor. . . only to see I’m fenced in by a wall of male Fae. My body rejoices but my mind is freaked. A blue-skinned Fae with long, twisty horns grins at me. Another male slides into the barstool next to mine, his yellow eyes flashing. Lycan.
His fingers are like iron bars as they wrap around my wrist, hard enough to make me wince. With minimal effort, he tugs me into his lap. My heart spikes into my throat.
“What’s your name?” he growls.
Part of me wants to throw my arms around his neck and then go somewhere dark, private. Ew. Gritting my teeth, I jump from his grasp before his arms can slide around my waist.
I’m not in control and the thought is terrifying.
Relief cuts through my panic as I spy Mack and Callum rushing toward us. Callum pushes through my muscled-up admirers, making a path for Mack.
She glares at the Fae males. “Get back, idiots!”
None of them move. An orc and a Fae male with feathery wings get too close to one another and a fight breaks out. Someone grabs my hand and tries to pull me into the fray, and it takes all my strength to fight out of their grip. I can’t breathe. Too many people. I’m closed in, trapped.
They’re going to rip me apart.
Sweat dampens my temples. One of the males leans in and . . . what the Fae? He sniffs me, inhaling my sweaty scent like an alcoholic guzzling mouthwash.
This is getting so out of hand.
Mack’s eyes are wide as she touches my face with the back of her hand, then her dark brows bunch together and her mouth pinches. “What did you take?”
Afraid if I speak a weird giggle will come out instead of words, I point at Inara and her friends. They burst into another round of laughter.
“Was the drink purple and glittery?”
I nod.
“Oh no.” The panic in her voice makes me nervous. “We need to get you out of here, fast. That was a pheromone shot. Something about mortals makes it a hundred times more potent. Right now, you’re irresistible to every Fae male in this place. Callum, start making us a path!”
Callum smashes his body into a tall vampire. As soon as the vampire goes flying, I dart through the space and run. Hands grab my flesh. I cry out as panic worms deep into my bones. Someone knocks into me. Then a Fae grabs me by the waist and another by the legs and they start to drag me off.
All at once, an ear-splitting roar rumbles the room. The hands around my body disappear, and I’m dumped onto the ground, landing hard on my shoulder.
Someone lifts me into their arms. I stiffen, prepared to fight.
“Don’t move,” a voice growls.
The Winter Prince glares down at me with wild, animalistic eyes.
