I limped all the way to the back area where bigger booths spread out. They fit together to make full circles with tables in the center. End tables spread out everywhere. It seemed like a nice place to lounge or have a meeting, whatever the night entailed. The back ones were lined with curtains. Several of them were drawn. In the center of it all, overlooking the dance floor below, was a huge sectioned off area draped in black curtains. It seemed to be the VIP section. Several orcs stood around the entrance. I slunk closer and heard Liam's voice from inside."Well, did you take care of it?""We tried, but he's not dead," came another male voice.I craned my head to the side to peek in the opening. The orc standing guard opened the curtain wider. He arched an eyebrow at me and nodded his head towards it.I pressed my lips together as I tried to act casual, like I was meant to be here. I slipped around the curtain. Liam sat to the right of me on a large chaise full of pillows. A doz
A figure clad in a pure white suit materialized in front of us. I don't know how long I stared at it until I realized he was actually standing there."Miss Grey-Hatfield?" The man said.I blinked. "Yes?"Liam turned to me. "What?"The man in white continued. "I'm Iridel. I have a few questions about your recent transactions pertaining to the contract of Angandriel.""What about it?"Liam looked between Iridel and me. "Are you talking to someone?"I turned to him. "Can you not see him?" I turned back to Iridel. "Can he not see you?"Iridel shook his head."Can you change that?"Iridel frowned."Please?""Fine." Iridel snapped his fingers.Liam's head snapped to the angel. A low guttural growl escaped him. Iridel ignored him."The questions, Miss Grey-Hatfield?""Go ahead."White smoke puffed in his hand, and a notebook and pen materialized. "Are you aware that your recent purchase has broken six of the magical laws restricting the actions of contracts to act without thei
A knock at my door roused me from my sleep. "Come in," I said in a deep groggy voice.Cherry's bouncy curls popped through the door. "Are you decent?"I looked down at my T-shirt that read "Cutie Pie" on it. "Yes?"She pushed the door open. She carried a dozen bags on each arm. Two brothers followed her through carrying more.I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. "What's going on?"Cherry gave me a cheery smile as she set the bags down on my bed. She turned to the men behind her. "Just set them on the floor, boys. Thanks."They obeyed and she shooed them out with a hand. "Girl time now, off you go.""Girl time?" I asked.She nodded solemnly. "You are in desperate need of it. Here." She chucked a phone at me. It was a fancy smartphone with a touch screen and everything. "It's got a new number, so creepo can't call you anymore.""Umm... thanks, but this is too much. There is no way I can afford this." I held up the phone and then waved around me. "Let alone any of this."She rolled
I clicked down the steps of the stairs past the garage all the way to the hall behind the bar. I could hear the music thrumming through the walls. Tonight it was more like rave music. I guess bars had to change it up to draw different clientele every night.I slipped past the bathroom to the other end. The hall opened up next to the bar counter. Cherry turned and gave me a nod when she saw me. I smiled and waved. Everything inside of me wanted to duck my head and hide in a booth, but I couldn't do that. I had to be the face of the faction. I had to be the new face of the Ardor Brothers. I had to fight a grimace. This was a lot of responsibility.It was only eight, but the bar already had an excellent turnout. Not too many of them were brothers or at least not many of them were wearing their jackets. It was going to take me forever to learn all of their names and faces.The bodies jumped up and down on the dancefloor to the electronic rave-like music. I didn't recognize anyone just y
I had seen way more bits and bobs of people's body parts than was necessary. After the first three, I grew kind of numb to it. At first, I was just embarrassed to be sitting there watching them. Then, I was kind of horny. But even that wore off after a while. Now it was similar to Kira's memories of watching the cows out in the pasture. It was just sort of nature, and you just let it be. The crystals made a huge difference. I didn't feel like I was buzzing with energy and exhausted. Instead, I was just exhausted.I fell back in the chaise. Liam gave me a sideways glance, crossed his arms, and leaned back against the backboard on booth part of the weirdly shaped chaise. He hadn't said a word to me all night. I still couldn't figure out if he was pissed or not talking to me because the music was too loud.It was getting near closing time, and the music's volume was slowly going down every few minutes to match the mood in the bar. The ravers looked tired out. Only five of them still bou
Liam's eyes lifted to the curtain. He stood abruptly. I straightened, following his gaze. A man in a black suit and a fedora walked in. Two tall men followed him. They all had slightly pointed ears.Liam stepped forward and shook his hand. "Don Archer," Liam said with a respectful nod."Brother Baxter. I have urgent business with you. Do you mind clearing the room?"Archer looked down at me briefly and back to Liam."This is Brother Popov's daughter. She will be taking over the Ardor Brothers."Archer frowned. "It is unfortunate to hear you will be stepping down. I feel we have created a strong relationship between our two factions.""She will fully support our agreement. If you choose to speak with me on the matter, I will act as her liaison."I blinked. I was surprised at how diplomatic Liam sounded. He never talked like that in front of the brothers or sisters. He kept his words short and grumbly. But here, he sounded like a true leader. I sat up on the chaise with my back st
I plopped down on the chaise and threw a few pieces of candy in my mouth. "What's his faction's name?"Liam pushed the table aside and dropped to one knee in front of me, his head bowed. "Liam?" I asked."Beloved. I'm sorry. I didn't realize. I'm so sorry. Please, forgive me.""For what?""The way I treated you. I'm so sorry. Beloved, I'm sorry I called you Kira. I'm sorry."I bit my lip. I realized he was afraid of me. He'd seen my power, and that had changed how he saw me. I reached out and set my hand on his jaw. His skin was cold to the touch again. "Liam, I am the same person I was ten minutes ago. If you're mad at me for something I did, tell me, call me Kira. I don't care. But what I did just now was to protect us and the brotherhood. Please don't let that change how you see me."He kept his head bowed. The sight was starting to sicken me. I shouldn't have shown my power. I didn't even know I could control that god power. I'd been having so much trouble with it. Why now?
I woke up in my big bed alone. Liam was asleep in the reclining chair at the corner of the room. I shuffled out of bed. The clock read 12:03. A part of me felt bad for sleeping in like I'd wasted the day, but I had only slept six hours. It was the curse of having a night job.I showered. When I came back into the room, Liam was gone. I looked through the dresser drawers of new clothes. I struggled with just choosing jeans and a t-shirt, but I needed to dress like a professional. Was the leader of a faction considered a professional? What would that kind of person wear to impress? Probably lots of leather, it was a biker gang after all.I could feel the Lanie side of me all excited to dress from head to toe in leather and jump on one of the bikes and drive around being a badass, but the Kira side of me was freaking out. She'd never worn a strip of leather in her life other than cowboy boots.I breathed. Okay. I was one person. Just one. I was me. I was... still nameless. I sighed. I