Waiting for Darkness (Blood Martyr) by Jameson Fionn

Author:Jameson, Fionn [Jameson, Fionn]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-04-02T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

“When the dogs come out to play, that’s when the humans go away….”

“For God’s sake, try to act normal, okay? And will you quit hanging on to me like that?” I hissed, working to keep a smile on my face.

Eileen, dressed to kill in a clingy red halter that showed off her extremely bountiful chest, meekly pulled away, but continued to stay close to me like an annoying shadow that reeked of Chanel No. 5. I liked perfume just fine, but that particular scent sat heavily in my nostrils and made me want to throw myself out the nearest exit.

For a Wednesday night, the club was surprisingly full, although I thought perhaps I had Kieran and Phoenix to thank for the bustling business. All the bartenders kept on their toes. Eileen should have been at the counters, but I gave her the night off, seeing as how I didn’t think she’d concentrate on work.

What was it about clubs that made non-humans think they could use them as their personal fighting/mosh pit? Okay, granted, we did have the occasional mosh pit, but that was heavily supervised, and I’d yet to have a customer go into ICU just because of some wacko who decided to swing around a baseball bat for the hell of it.

But tonight…I wasn’t so sure. I seriously hoped Phoenix and his pack would get bored and leave before Kieran decided to stroll in, but things rarely worked out the way I wanted them to. Case in point: Jamison.

Eileen and I wove through the dancing crowd, most of them with their hands in the air, jamming Hot Ride by The Prodigy. The DJ, Ramirez, had a thing for The Prodigy and Moby and loved to play them all the time. The customers didn’t mind, so why should I?

Eileen poked me in the arm as we cleared a path to the edge of the dance floor.

“I know, I know. You don’t have to point him out to me. We’ve met before,” I said, wishing I wasn’t telling the truth. We met once. It hadn’t been a very friendly meeting. In fact, he left with a broken arm, and I crawled off with enormous slashes on my lower back that took a full three days to heal—and I still had the scars to prove it. Back then, I thought he was one sadistic son of a bitch.

Looking at him, I realized nothing had changed in the past thirty years we avoided each other’s footsteps. Nice to know some things never change.

“Tanith. How…wonderful to see you. I’d jump up with delight, but I’m sure you can see how occupied I am.”

With two intoxicated minors on each arm, I could see that. Another reason to kick him out. Minors were not allowed, and anyone with them was banned indefinitely as well.

I made sure never to lose the smile. Smiling confused people. “I see. Well, I hope you’re having a great time here.”

Surrounded by about thirty members from his pack, sitting in a

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