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pinched in a scowl. What was that girl’s problem? Rho offered her a fake smile before she spun around and headed across the room. Despite turning her back on the woman, Rho could still feel her watchful stare as she walked away.
The two men were waiting for her near a wall covered in thick black fabric.
Pudgy pulled back the curtain and motioned toward the darkened opening. “After you.”
Rho nodded, reaching into her purse as she followed gray-hair into the passage. The instant she stepped into the hallway, the noise from the bar vanished. A small part of her wanted to ask how they’d managed to mute the crowd, but she already knew the answer.
The lanky, older man didn’t bother to turn toward her as he spoke. “You certainly have some courage, walking through a darkened hallway with men like us.”
“I guess I’m supposed to say thank you.” She wasn’t sure if he was calling her courageous or stupid. Frankly, she thought she was being a little of both.
One of the men trailing behind her snorted. “Most vampires wouldn’t want to be seen consorting with one of our kind.”
“And why is that?” Rho stared straight ahead, trying to blink her vision into focus. Vamps could easily see at night, but she’d swear the passageway was getting darker by the step.
The man behind her chuckled. “Because everyone knows. You can never trust the fae.”
Darkness consumed her vision and she froze in place—or at least she thought she did. Her skin tingled as every limb lost sensation. Sound and sight evaded her as her senses blanked out, making her blind and deaf.
“Stop!” Rho tried to shout, but she couldn’t hear a thing. Paralyzing fear radiated through her body, every reservation she’d had about these men flooding her mind at once. Screaming into the darkness and not knowing if she was making a sound, she cursed herself for being stupid enough to go in without backup. She was going to die tonight.
“Relax, little vampire,” a man’s voice coaxed as she struggled to break free of his grasp. “You’ve got nothing to worry about.”
Damn if she didn’t know that was a lie.
Chapter Six
R ho blinked against the inky darkness that bound her vision, but it was useless. Even if she could run, she wouldn’t make it far without the gifts of sight and sound. Her mind boiled with anger at both the men and her own stupidity.
She drew a deep breath and fought to maintain her composure. “What do you want from me?”
A deep laugh rumbled from her right. “I believe the correct question is, what do you want from us?”
“I told you—I just wanted to ask a few questions about magick.” She balled her hands into tight fists. “Do you always bind the senses of people who just want to ask you a damn question?”
A blinding light flashed. She lifted a hand to shield her face, batting her eyes furiously against the source of the visual assault. When she could finally see again, she lowered her arm.
Cinder blocks lined the walls, painted in a sterile shade of white. Her body pulsed with the magick in the room. It surrounded her completely. The sensation wasn’t exactly unpleasant but it was uncomfortable, as if her senses had all been plugged into the same socket and they were overloaded.
A round table sat in the center, surrounded by three chairs. Two of them were occupied.
“Is that better?” The thin, lanky fae man asked from his seat on the far side of the table. Pudgy sat to his left. He extended a hand. “Please, take a seat.”
Right. Like he could throw magick at her and then invite her to a dinner party. “I think I’ll stand, thanks.”
“Sit down,” Pudgy growled, a green spark flashing at his fingertips. He didn’t seem to speak much compared to his leaner counterpart, but his demeanor seemed far more hostile.
Rho narrowed her eyes before stepping toward the one empty chair at the table. No use pissing off the men who wielded the magick. The only way she’d get any answers
The two men were waiting for her near a wall covered in thick black fabric.
Pudgy pulled back the curtain and motioned toward the darkened opening. “After you.”
Rho nodded, reaching into her purse as she followed gray-hair into the passage. The instant she stepped into the hallway, the noise from the bar vanished. A small part of her wanted to ask how they’d managed to mute the crowd, but she already knew the answer.
The lanky, older man didn’t bother to turn toward her as he spoke. “You certainly have some courage, walking through a darkened hallway with men like us.”
“I guess I’m supposed to say thank you.” She wasn’t sure if he was calling her courageous or stupid. Frankly, she thought she was being a little of both.
One of the men trailing behind her snorted. “Most vampires wouldn’t want to be seen consorting with one of our kind.”
“And why is that?” Rho stared straight ahead, trying to blink her vision into focus. Vamps could easily see at night, but she’d swear the passageway was getting darker by the step.
The man behind her chuckled. “Because everyone knows. You can never trust the fae.”
Darkness consumed her vision and she froze in place—or at least she thought she did. Her skin tingled as every limb lost sensation. Sound and sight evaded her as her senses blanked out, making her blind and deaf.
“Stop!” Rho tried to shout, but she couldn’t hear a thing. Paralyzing fear radiated through her body, every reservation she’d had about these men flooding her mind at once. Screaming into the darkness and not knowing if she was making a sound, she cursed herself for being stupid enough to go in without backup. She was going to die tonight.
“Relax, little vampire,” a man’s voice coaxed as she struggled to break free of his grasp. “You’ve got nothing to worry about.”
Damn if she didn’t know that was a lie.
Chapter Six
R ho blinked against the inky darkness that bound her vision, but it was useless. Even if she could run, she wouldn’t make it far without the gifts of sight and sound. Her mind boiled with anger at both the men and her own stupidity.
She drew a deep breath and fought to maintain her composure. “What do you want from me?”
A deep laugh rumbled from her right. “I believe the correct question is, what do you want from us?”
“I told you—I just wanted to ask a few questions about magick.” She balled her hands into tight fists. “Do you always bind the senses of people who just want to ask you a damn question?”
A blinding light flashed. She lifted a hand to shield her face, batting her eyes furiously against the source of the visual assault. When she could finally see again, she lowered her arm.
Cinder blocks lined the walls, painted in a sterile shade of white. Her body pulsed with the magick in the room. It surrounded her completely. The sensation wasn’t exactly unpleasant but it was uncomfortable, as if her senses had all been plugged into the same socket and they were overloaded.
A round table sat in the center, surrounded by three chairs. Two of them were occupied.
“Is that better?” The thin, lanky fae man asked from his seat on the far side of the table. Pudgy sat to his left. He extended a hand. “Please, take a seat.”
Right. Like he could throw magick at her and then invite her to a dinner party. “I think I’ll stand, thanks.”
“Sit down,” Pudgy growled, a green spark flashing at his fingertips. He didn’t seem to speak much compared to his leaner counterpart, but his demeanor seemed far more hostile.
Rho narrowed her eyes before stepping toward the one empty chair at the table. No use pissing off the men who wielded the magick. The only way she’d get any answers
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