Evermore, an Arotas Novella (The Arotas Series)
less than
enthused by the idea of waltzing into a human town or leaving the
castle minimally manned. Too many things could go wrong, which means
they most likely will.
    “The
shops will be closed by now,” Nicolae muses, glancing toward
the window. Night has fallen heavily over the horizon. “What
exactly do you expect us to do at this time of night? Just cruise the
streets? I’m pretty sure a group of hunters and immortals will
cause quite a scene.”
    Sadie’s
smile broadens. “I want to go clubbing.”
    “No.
No way!” Nicolae announces. “If you think I’m going
to let you go into a club where guys can paw over you, you’re
wrong.”
    Roseline
cringes as Sadie slowly turns to glare at her Nicolae. “I’ll
hold her back to give you a head start,” Gabriel mutters to
Nicolae, raising his hands in surrender when she glares at him over
her boyfriend’s shoulder. “Never mind. You’re on
your own.”
    “Let’s
do it!” Everyone turns stare at William, shocked by his
enthusiastic approval of the idea. “Oh, come on. What better
place to try to blend in than a loud, dark room filled with drunk
humans? It’s the perfect cover?”
    Roseline
has no doubt that it will be the exact opposite of perfect, but even
she has to admit the idea of escaping the castle for a few hours is
tempting. Even if only to break through the tension that has been
weighing so heavily on everyone.
    To
Gabriel’s obvious surprise, she rises and loops her arm through
Sadie’s. “All right. I’m game, but there are going
to be some ground rules.”
    Nicolae
looks to Gabriel, who instantly shakes his head. Roseline smirks,
knowing he is smart enough to realize when he is outgunned. “Fine,
but I don’t have anything to wear,” Nicolae grumbles.
    Roseline
grins. “Leave that to me.”

    Peeking
down the stairwell, Roseline looks at the guys assembled at the
bottom of the steps. Each looks handsome in dark vests, cut high
along the shoulder to feature their well-defined arms, and black
leather pants. The dim light gleams off Gabriel’s mussed blond
hair and a warmth begins to swell in her chest.
    “Are
you sure this suits me?”
    She
turns to find Sadie tugging on the top of a pair of thigh-high boots
with three-inch heels. Her skirt is short, making her fishnet-covered
legs look a mile long. Her emerald halter fits snugly and leaves
little to the imagination. Her wild green hair has been fluffed and
tipped with wax to give her a pixy style that really makes her eyes
pop. Roseline can only imagine how the strobe lights will look
against her ensemble.
    “You
look smashing.” Roseline grins, adjusting her own outfit.
    Skin-hugging
leather pants tuck into calf-high black boots with a heel high enough
to easily twist an ankle. Her waist tapers perfectly with the boning
in her black-and-white corset. A row of silver buckles runs the
length of the front while a black laced back allows her skin to
breath.
    She
clears her throat and loops her arm through Sadie’s. “Are
you ready for us?” she calls down to the guys below.
    “We’ve
been ready for over an hour.” William’s grumble is easily
heard.
    Roseline
pats Sadie’s arm and leads her forward into the light.
Gabriel’s eyes go wide with surprise. Nicolae’s mouth
gapes open so far that Roseline wouldn’t be surprise if he
suffers from lockjaw.
    William
takes a step back, looking utterly dumbfounded as he stares at his
sister. “Right. I think I’ve changed my mind. Anyone up
for a game of poker instead?”
    Sadie
puts a little extra sway in her step and Roseline has to fight to
keep from laughing as William pales noticeably. “I have a
feeling we are going to regret this,” Nicolae mutters, leaning
close to Gabriel.
    “Speak
for yourself.” He grins and steps forward to take Roseline in
his arms the instant she hits the bottom floor. “I plan to
thoroughly enjoy this outfit tonight.”
    Holding
out her hand, Sadie allows Nicolae to slowly spin her. She turns on
her

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