Dawning: Book 1 in the Plague Bearer Series by Lange Ken

Author:Lange, Ken
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-14T00:00:00+00:00

Pretty standard stuff. The intriguing part in the next section didn’t address the vampire community at all.

Per the Tenebris Accords: Individuals working with the Ulfr, Warden Global, or who have any association to Viktor Warden, are strictly forbidden. Violations are considered an act of war with the Courts.

This is your only warning.

Good to see Namisia getting along with the others. She’d only threatened them once which, for her, showed growth.

The last bit, though…

Obviously, the Ulfr and Warden Global had more influence than I thought for her to mention them specifically. And, calling out this Viktor guy piqued my curiosity. I’d have to look up him and the Tenebris Accords in the morning.

I turned my attention to the doorman. Slender, close to my height, his asymmetrical features somehow didn’t detract from his overall look. The thick metal cane with a glowing ruby topper he held intrigued me, likely his focusing item. That’d make him a witch, but I sensed something else I couldn’t define.

The two men in front of me stopped, but the doorman held up his hand and shook his head. “No.”

The bigger of the two stepped forward. “What do you mean ‘no?’”

“Dude, calm down.” Glancing at the witch, the smaller man grabbed his friend’s arm. “We don’t want any trouble.”

The larger man glared at the witch but backed down. “You’re not worth it.”

His friend dragged him toward the far side of the street.

The witch sighed and shook his head then waved me forward. “Any weapons?”

“No.”

He pointed at his face. “Any reason for the mask?”

Lowering my voice, I leaned forward. “I got mugged last week and have some stitches in my cheek.”

He winced. “Ah, I see.”

His fingers glowed red and he waved his hand in front of my face, sending a bit of energy through my body.

A low-level empath, that’s what I’d detected. They scanned for lies, heightened emotions. Anyone spoiling for a fight would be rejected out of hand. Kept the violence to a minimum and ensured pliable, willing guests to be used at the owners’ whims.

The witch waved me through. “You’re good.”

One obstacle down, god knew how many to go.

“Thanks.”

When the doors slid open, I entered the dimly lit hallway. The dull texture of the metal and the hurried feel of the construction reminded me of the passageways leading to Skíðblaðnir. Massive rivets fastened slabs of rough-cut steel to every surface, selling the designer’s futuristic industrial vibe.

As I approached the next set of sliding doors, heavy thumping bass vibrated through the metal and pulled me out of my thoughts. These doors lacked the polish of those outside, and as I approached, they slid open.

Lasers, dancing across the smoke-filled room in time with the beat, instantly assaulted me along with a tidal wave of pulsing techno-industrial music.

The flier sold a sleek, clean idealistic futurescape. What lay before me held onto its high-tech dream but in a grittier, more real way. Factions of attendees carved out their territory, despite the crowd. A rough-looking group in the corner on the left wore matching leathers in black and red.

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