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fields of study, so they overlooked some of his eccentric behavior.
    “Break is over,” yelled the guide.
    Vic groaned as the guide headed down a section of the jungle that he’d sworn earlier was going to be fairly clear. From the heavy amount of vines and overgrowth, the guide was either lost or didn’t understand the meaning of clear.
    Either way, they’d be cutting their way through the brush once more. Brad stepped forward, ready to do what was needed. Vic moved up and stood beside him.
    “If this guy is walking in circles, I’m gonna use this machete on him,” said Vic with a grin.
    Brad shook his head. “Go check on Kim. I’m going to refill our canteens.”  
    With a nod Vic headed off in Kim’s direction, tossing his canteen back to Brad as he did. Catching it with one hand, Brad grinned and then pivoted, walking towards the stream he could hear running through the dense tree line. He made it a few paces before there was a sharp pinch in his upper left shoulder. At first he thought the mosquitoes had finally decided he would be good pickings. It wasn’t until three more sharp pinches happened on his back that he looked over his shoulder to find small red darts protruding out of his skin.
    The few seconds it took to register what he was seeing and what was happening was all it took for whatever had been in the darts to work. Brad’s vision dimmed and his head swam. He swayed and was powerless to stop himself from falling forward into the black abyss of nothingness.

Chapter Two
    Months later…

    Alice Gladden leaned against the wall of the fraternity house chapter room, soaking in the sexual energy surrounding her. The party was in full swing and the place was busting at the seams with lust. It was just what she needed. She was starving, and not for food.
    She’d spent most of the evening helping her best friend and college roommate, Mae Bertelot, get ready for a blind date. It had taken all of Alice to keep an even façade during it all, the need to feed gnawing at her from the inside out. Mae didn’t understand what it was like to have a burning hunger. A need so insatiable that nothing seemed to satisfy it. Mae tended to frown upon what it was Alice needed to feed from—sex or sexual energy. Her succubus side demanded as much. It was a case of do so or die. No two ways about it.
    Alice was often less than forthcoming about her needs in order to avoid having to see the pity and shame on her best friend’s face. As far as Mae was concerned, Alice didn’t need actual, full sex to handle her hunger—she only required energy. That was a lie. She needed both. The party would help check each box. It would give her both energy and full sex.
    The fraternity party was packed full of exactly what she required. Hormone-driven young adults in their sexual primes too preoccupied with the shot at getting laid to notice her soaking in their lust. Her hunger was so deep that she couldn’t have pretended to be casual about feeding it. The energy settled against her skin and seeped through her very pores, rejuvenating her—nourishing her. The euphoric feeling was so great that she had to concentrate to keep her mental wards up to avoid listening in on everyone’s thoughts around her. If she wasn’t careful, the thoughts would all bombard her and she’d end up as sick as she’d have been without bothering to feed.
    It wouldn’t be the first time.
    It had taken her years of practice to perfect the skill of blocking other people’s thoughts , but she’d managed. At least with humans. Supernaturals were something altogether different. It was harder for her to control that particular super power around them.
    She laughed softly as she thought of super powers. Mae didn’t exactly love how Alice described what they could do. The ability to mock her circumstances was another coping skill Alice had acquired as a young girl. Even with adoptive parents who were supernaturals, she didn’t feel like she fit in. Her