Electric Storm by Stacey Brutger

Author:Stacey Brutger [Brutger, Stacey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Vampires, Romance, Electricity, Female assassins, Paranormal, Storm, Raven, Conduit, Stacey Brutger, Slave, Electric, A Raven Investigation Novel, Kick-Ass Heroine, Alpha, paranormal romance, Brutger, Urban, Fiction - Fantasy, Urban Fantasy, Fantasy fiction, Electric Storm, Contemporary, Fantasy, Fantasy - Contemporary
ISBN: 9781475109078
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2012-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

A LITTLE BEFORE MIDNIGHT

Raven parked the car a discreet distance and walked the rest of the way to the club, ignoring the urine and rotten cabbage smell of garbage wafting from the alley. When they reached the door, the bouncer, a huge vampire who must have been a Viking in a past life, spoke.

“Donor or visitor?”

Raven grimaced at the thought of donating her blood and what it would do to a vampire. “Visitor.”

The giant grunted and tossed a disbelieving look at Taggert and his collar that raised her hackles. “You sure?”

“Yes.” She narrowed her eyes, and resisted the urge to step in front of Taggert. The bouncer just grunted and heaved a sigh.

Once inside the darkened entryway, she glared at Taggert. “You could’ve warned me it’d be so expensive.” One hundred fifty dollars each, triple the normal fee for bringing a shifter as a visitor instead of donor. No wonder vampires were rich. Blood suckers, ha! More like the visitors were the suckers.

“You would’ve come anyway.”

True. She turned away without giving him the satisfaction of agreeing out loud. She didn’t bother to bring a picture of Jason. Being Lester’s son made him a celebrity in the vampire world.

“Stay close.” Anxiety wrestled away the calm she fought to maintain, and she wondered if this was such a bright idea with their bond so new and her emotions so shaky. She didn’t know if she could analyze the situation clearly if Taggert was threatened.

She needed muscle, not food. And Taggert was food. He was too far down the dominance pole to be anything but subservient. Shifters had an allure to vampires. They were like liquor, some more potent than others, but all tasty and all very addicting.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Fear clung to her. What if she couldn’t protect him?

“You’re not going in alone.” He gave a simple shrug. “I know what to expect.”

That didn’t reassure her. She debated ordering him home. Something must have alerted him to her thoughts. He lifted his chin mutinously, clearly not going to let her get away with it, and stepped closer.

“Don’t.” She immediately countered and drew away. She wasn’t falling for that trap. No touching. No emotion. She wouldn’t be persuaded or seduced by his touch.

At her retreat, all expression smoothed away. “I have no qualms about telling the others your plan.”

She hadn’t noticed how much he’d begun to relax around her until she saw the blank mask he used when they first met descend over his face. That he’d use it on her stung. She hadn’t realized how much she relied on him to always be on her side. The least she could do was return the favor. She took a steady breath. “Fine.”

“Fine?” Taggert’s face slowly softened. “You won’t regret it.”

Maybe not, but she had a feeling she’d pay for it later.

When she opened the door, Raven blinked, taken aback by the club scene. She couldn’t tell what surprised her more, the near naked bodies twisted on the dance floor or the slap of power that bit along her skin.

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