Lucan (The Lucan Trilogy Book 1) by M. D. Archer

Author:M. D. Archer [Archer, M. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: www.mda-author.com
Published: 2017-06-01T05:00:00+00:00

NIKOLAI CONTACTS ME just before midnight.

He’s outside. He wants to know if I can hang out. I only hesitate for a second. Mom and Dad are already sound asleep. They won’t even know I left the house.

I run to the mirror. How disheveled do I look and do I have sexy bed hair or more like a human-sloth hair? Hmm, somewhere in the middle. I push at the strands for a second and then pull it up into a high ponytail. I make sure I don’t have panda eyes and then climb through the window and drop lightly down to the ground.

Nikolai is leaning against the base of the tree outside my house looking distracted.

“Is something wrong?” I ask.

“No, I just… wanted to catch up with you. I thought we could go out somewhere?”

Nikolai is wearing nice jeans and a form-fitting shirt that does everything to show off his broad, well-developed shoulders and lean torso.

“What, like out out?”

There is vulnerability in the way he shrugs casually and nods. My stomach flips.

“Kirsten busy?” I can’t stop myself.

A pause before he answers. “Kirsten has an early start tomorrow.” His tone is offhand, but he’s bristling with unexpended energy. He’s been in a recent argument, I think. “Plus, you and I haven’t caught up in a while,” he adds.

No, not since I was detained by the police.

“Okay,” I say, looking down at myself. Tank, leggings, bare feet. “Just give me a sec.”

I scale up the side of the house and let myself back in through my bedroom window. I already know exactly what I’m going to wear. I pull on the new pants, gold tank, crop jacket, and heels I bought on my shopping trip with Ruby. I smooth out my ponytail and put on a little foundation, mascara, and lip gloss. Scaling back down the side of the house is a lot harder wearing skintight jeans and four-inch heels.

“Wow. That was quick, and… wow.”

I pat my hair, feeling shy. And pleased.

“Hey, how did you know where I live?” I say as we start walking toward his car.

“The Consillium has a database, but also, when you Became, you were….”

“What?”

“Well, you were kind of hard to miss.”

God, that beacon thing again. I feel as if I was showing my undies without realizing, or walking around with a big wad of toilet paper stuck to my shoe.

“It’s a good thing. It’s a sign of strength.” Nikolai smiles—the first one I’ve seen tonight.

We go to Red Door. When Miles nods to me in recognition, I feel a jolt of pleasure. Nikolai enters without paying and waves me in too, which surprises me a little, but this is forgotten as soon as Nikolai takes my hand to lead me through the club. I follow him through the throbbing, pulsing group of people. Instantly, I want to lose myself in the music, or maybe I want to lose myself in someone. We don’t stop until we reach a back room I hadn’t noticed the first time I was here.

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