Into Death's Arms Read Free

one was huge .
            Laurna trailed her hand along his stomach , smiling like an angel, he growled kind of low while he asked for her phone number. He radiated m e nace . H ow she didn’t feel it , I’d never know.
       No sense of self-preservation , I guess.
       He was scaring the crap out of me , and she was eating it up. I know the whole dangerous thing is supposed to be hot , bu t the ‘ he’s proba bly considering where to hide her- body -thing’ just didn’t do it for me. S he gave it up easy. Damn it , I’d have to get her phone and block him later.   We went inside. At least he let us go without a struggle , apparently having her phon e number was good enough for him.  “He was cute,” s he giggled at me.
           I gave her my ( are you nuts ?) face and said, “He was a little to o serial killer just before a rampage for me but if you’re into that sort of thing , I guess , yeah, cute.”  I shrugged my shoulders at her and rolled my eyes .
         As we went inside scary Vamp ire guy was temporarily forgotten , ah G od , the music in the place I could have just lay down on the floor and float ed away . Except eww have  you ever seen the floor of a club when it was empty? So gross!  The music thrummed through my senses I could feel it through the soles of my boots. Unfortunately, t he room was also a cacophony of smells. Liquor, cologne, perfume, soap, leather, and the smell of too many people in one place filled the room like a tangible thing. You know normal for a nightclub. My sense of smell wa s sensitive . I didn’t like being in a crowd.
        Laurna must have seen the face I made because s he hit me in the arm and stuck her tongue out at me. “Spoiled sport,” she accused . I f only she knew. “I’m getting a drink,” she sang and waved her driver’s license because it now said she was old enough to drink . I looked down at the stupid under twenty-one bracelet they had made me wear. It sucked, mostly it sucked because she could buy drinks and I couldn ’t, but what the hell in thirty years she would be settled with two point whatever it was kids in college, aging gracefully and I would still look like I was twenty-one so I guess ed she could have the day . I smiled I couldn’t help it. She helped me feel alive, less scared. I spent too much time afraid. She was happy . When she was happy, I felt happy too. She got a drink and found some boy to dance with. He was normal I was good with that. I like d normal.
         I found someone normal to dance with too. He wore jeans and a t- shirt, which I liked, I’m not big into men who dress better than I do and it’s not hard to dress better than me. I worried that I would run into another one of the nightclubs less desirable denizens. The Shadow-born ar e kind of drawn to the Ao. It’s genetic , just like human’s are drawn to Vamp ires , the Vamp ires were drawn to us. The predator drew in the prey. Most of the time , I just thought of myself as a supernatural bug zapper , only my zap wasn’t so tough yet.  I seriously couldn’t wait to turn up the voltage.
       Normal guy decided he wanted to try and slid e his hand up my shirt. I pinched down hard on the pressure point in his hand . “Not happenin g, ” I ground out as I glared at him. He glared back at me for a minute then went to find somebody a little more cooperative or drunk , whichever. Laurna had switched partners too. This guy wasn’t so normal but he moved away kind of quick . I noticed the giant Bouncer giving him the stink eye. Go, s cary Bouncer guy , a t least I didn’t have to do it. Laurna mo ved on quick, s he was real resilient that way . Course when you look like glam Barbie it’s easy to get over rejection.
           We had been there about an hour when my phone rang. It was my dad’s number it wasn’t midnight yet so I was surprised by the call. “Mace,” I answered.
          “Home, now ,” he ordered , then hung up. Crap, t