her arms around her and shuffling from foot to foot trying to alleviate the con

lf as she shivered. “No phone, no purse, n

e was pursued. If they were Wingless, how had they tracked her? She wondered as she danced around a pud

enough for them to locate her… Surely not, she thought. But who knew? No one, to her knowledge, had managed to actually

eing through portals to where-ever they came from. There had been discussions, she knew, involving Alatar, about trying to hunt them down and endi

tracked you to your apartment, driving you out into a rainy night in your pyjamas and bare feet, she a

r head down, knowing that it wouldn’t stop her looking out of place barefoot and in pyjamas, walk

top under her pyjama top. “If wishes were horses,” she muttered to her

g against the wall, trading a bottle of whiskey between them. Down the alleyway, she could see two of

kept her

ll, the ones from the alleyway trotting

to disappear, surrounded by a

ers. “Your old man kick you out? You look cold,” he commented, to the amusement of h

thful, gratefu

ve more,” h

r,” she told him

h. How abou

’t s

y. She imagined that they had rape on their minds – they certainly weren't keeping her com

and cigarettes, and one of his hands against her lower back, pulling her against

by her mother since a child and pushed the magic into him. She e

o remove h

is friend laughe

ecking his shoe size as he stood shivering, oblivious to the ribald comments of his frie

t a

one of the others said cho

nd kissed the one whose shoes she wanted. Wit

to suspect that something

one of protest. “You can’t jus

eerful now that she was warmer. Sh

thers determined to catch her. But their smoking habits caught up to them quickly, and she

rooftop above her. She slid a look up discretely and felt her heart leap. She was being foll

he had a better view of her roof-top stalker. He walked a parallel path to her, across the roof-top

eople on their realm. But they had indicated that angels or devils did not come there, and that it was

the car crash been life threatening enough that it had begun to release the ties around her abil

Not her mother, not her Uncle Alatar

r hands as her mother could, she could not change into a wolf, and she could not cause wing

el was all pissed off that he was irresistibly drawn to her through the mate bond. She had severa

hat covered the windows on the lower floor. There was a line painted around the door and a sign plastered on it. She knocked on the door

on the

endance On Thurs

only on

ns only by

ued only to onli

f these H

d in immaculate designer wear from top to toe, leaned against th

pointment when an online application has been lodged. It is illegal to turn humans until the pap

d to close

” Ashlynn stuck he

in life is to be a vampire, but that is due to mental illness. You should seek psychological counseling. We do not turn anyone u

vampire recoil. “I am not human, I am not hoping to be turned, an

y your

tightly. “Either. Who is in

oved back from the door.

velvet drapes, the walls clad in dark wood paneling, the floor in rich red-toned carpet, and the furniture heavy, dark wood and upholstered in dark fabric. Even the art, she saw with amusement, was horror-movie-li

the woman’s

hivered as she threw herself in

osed the door and arched an eye

entrance hall was bare of anyone other than them. “

She met Ashlynn’s eyes, her lip curling in a sneer. “We apologize for your discomfort.” She turned on

gh,” Ashly

self with satisfaction. She might not have a wolf-self, but at leas

hall to the elevator door, and then went to the bookcase and trailed her fingers over the spines of the boo

y embassy was the sa

re walked into the room, shoved his hands into his pockets, paused to stare at her for a l

ne a stack of brochures as the pretty face of Elior on the cover caught her eye.

sted her head against the wing with a yawn,

had her jumping to her feet. T

lway, and a series of closed doors, to a double set of d

he top floor and the d

?” Ashlynn co

and rarely require the intervention or aid of an embassy. It serves more as a base for vis

sure that she fit into the classification as

ly carpeted and elegantly decorate

ade their way down the hall. She was s

she stepped into it. There was a fire in a hearth, and it was a heavenly warmth

n in the armchair observed. “That one migh

hock of recognition. “Elior,” she said

han when he was on TV though, his dark hair was loose around his shoulders, and his cheeks wore the stu

e kick of desire. Well, she thought, if t

his grey eyes, the red glow of the Other picking up the dancing firelight. “You do

th one. He leaned over and inhaled. “You smell like her,” he murmured. “The font. It has been

Raiden Grenmeyer and Cecelia Alexis?” He asked as he sat back down. He lift

e to him. It kept the blood in his glass at a temperature he enjoyed. The vampire version of

of the Wingless. My car was totaled two days ago, along with my purse and phone, and my ap

ur means of a ride home?” He turned his grey eyes to her, a frown pinching his

ire who had showed her into the embassy. “Did you think my parents let m

he stopped so close to her that had she leaned forward only slightly, she might have planted a kiss bet

e soft, and his tongue held the faint tang of blood. He drew her up against him, his hand against her hip, and expl

below it, and threaded her fingers into the heavy fall of his hair, sligh

it hit the ground behind her heels. “What the f-k

plied. “And I needed to adlib on my way here. It is

another tone as her breasts were revealed. “Are you not going to stop me, daughter of Raiden G

ll back on her neck. His lips rested against the pulse point in her throat, fi

zing her skin. “Where do

am hoping you remove some of your

need. “I don’t think your parents warned you

rs under the hem of his top and lifted it. He didn’t resist, his

een right. His broad shoulders tapered into a v of muscle disappearing into t

ed, his voice dark. “And I am n

top button of h

the fly down and took him into her hands, and then his eyes closed, a muscle ti

dropped to her knees to

osed in her ha

ding the sensitive points until he cried out, his hips rocking involuntarily. She closed

ferociously, turning his head, his ey

closed ag

es buckled. “Oh, f-k,” his

allowed and he cursed in another language, one native to him she suspected

eavily. “No. I