Only the Fallen (UnHallowed Series Prequel) by Tmonique Stephens

Author:Tmonique Stephens [Stephens, Tmonique]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-20T23:00:00+00:00

12

Gideon walked into Lusted, the bar next to the training center, his temper and patience perched on a razor’s edge.

The day had been nothing but a frustrating waste of time. Through the conduits in the shadows, he searched for the telltale signature of a new Cruor, and found nothing. A ripple did course through the conduits about an hour ago. Something had disturbed the balance of the shadows. It wasn’t the Cruor. He tried to track down the anomaly, but even that proved fruitless. The shadows were vast, mostly untamed realms weakened only by the rising sun and strengthened each evening when the sun completed its journey. Many of his fallen brethren chose to remain there in eternal darkness rather than be a part of the chaotic human world.

Dina’s aura spiked his senses. She must’ve returned to the training center, and didn’t that just crank his frustration up several notches. A tremor he couldn’t control raced down his spin and tightened his balls. The wall separating the two establishments did nothing to dull his awareness of her. She was a potent drug he wanted to mainline. He went directly to the bar for a shot of Hibiki, and ended up drinking the neck and shoulders of the bottle. Only after the liquid sloshed around in his stomach did he notice the lack of human occupants. Even the music was subdued to a level where one could think without competition.

In the VIP section, Chay and Riél slouched on the couches, along with Bane—not unexpected—and Kushiél. Fuck. That bastard was definitely unexpected. He rarely left the shadows. What the—

Gideon spotted Sammiél looking rather human with his slicked back hair and normal five o’clock shadow. When did he decide to make an effort?

The atmosphere seemed easy, relaxed even. Since when was a gathering between the UnHallowed any of those things? Suspicious, Gideon studied each person searching for a Trojan horse. On a good day, they tolerated each other. So, what made today better than a good day?

Dina stepped fully into the lighted VIP section.

Dressed in a black leather, laced up bodice with a sweetheart neckline that dipped well into her cleavage, matching leather leggings, a lace shrug playing peek-a-boo with her toned arms and shoulders, and a slim satin choker circling her slim throat had a devastating effect on Gideon. The demure outfit he purchased for Scarla two weeks past after taking the brat on a shopping spree for her birthday was the exact opposite on Dina’s fuller figure.

Though all of her was covered, the leather molded to every curve and hollow Dina possessed. And her breasts, more generous than Scarla’s, the creamy tops jiggled enough to draw every pair of UnHallowed eyes to their perfect swells.

And was that lipstick slicked across her lips? And makeup on her eyes? What the fuck had Scarla done to her? Why was she smiling at Riél? What had that horny bastard said to make her cheeks turn rosy and sparkling eyes to lower?

Was she…flirting?

The smile froze on her face when she looked at Sammiél.

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