The Night Mother (NightWhere Book 3) by Everson John

Author:Everson, John
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Arts Books
Published: 2023-06-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty

The Night Mother

“The Night Mother wants to see you.”

Sin-D looked up at the voice. Its owner was a short, girlish Watcher with wide black eyes and silver hair. Aura, one of Yvonna’s handmaidens. She was the Night Mother’s messenger, appearing whenever Yvonna wanted something urgently.

“What does she need?”

Aura made a face. “I have no idea. But you’d better go find out.”

Sin-D raised an eyebrow to basically say, without words, Well, duh.

“Is she in her chambers?”

Aura nodded, a lock of curled silver draping her cheek. “It seemed urgent.”

“Of course,” Sin-D said. She picked up a couple of glasses from the bar and put them in the washbasin. While NightWhere may have been a supernatural construct whose physicality appeared and disappeared with the rise and fall of the moon, there were still basic mundane tasks that needed doing. And even a fallen angel still had to do dishes.

Aura climbed up on a barstool and planted her hands on the bar so she could lean in toward Sin-D. She was wearing a skintight bodysuit today, royal purple, with arcane sigils of black traced across her breasts and crotch. Sexcantations, if you knew the language. Most of the denizens of NightWhere did not, though they would have been happy to gawk at her on the dance floor. She was a pixie, with small but perfect curves. Sin-D appreciated the way the material slid into the crack of her buttocks, giving a nearly transparent view of her ass. She might as well have dyed her skin purple.

Aura planted a kiss on her lips, and then opened her mouth to give a little more. When she pulled back, Sin-D frowned. “What was that for?”

“I’ve always liked you,” Aura said, and then slid her bare feet back to the ground. “Good luck.”

With that, the messenger ducked into the throng of humans cavorting nearby on the dance floor. In seconds she was surrounded, hands and groins ‘accidentally’ bumping and caressing her as she moved through the tight crowd. The sex quotient was peaking tonight and couples and triples were streaming from the floor to find the whips and chains and feathers and toys and divans and makeshift beds all prepared and awaiting fresh kink in the back of the club.

Sin-D shook her head. The taste of Aura’s kiss soured upon her lips. Something was up if the Night Mother’s errand girl was wishing her luck. The little minx knew more than she was admitting. She wiped her hands and tossed the towel under the bar. Then she flagged down Rina, another Watcher, to take care of the bar in her absence, and walked past the dance floor to the ancient door that barred the entryway to The Red.

Time to face the music, whatever minor key it might be in.

When Sin-D walked into the room, another Watcher was already there. Ariel. He stood at attention in a black jumpsuit. A single slip-on skin that came off quick. In NightWhere, clothes were shed constantly. The Night Mother herself wore only a wisp of black silk.

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