![]() ![]() The annoyance on her face transformed to respect when she saw me, and she straightened as she lowered her gaze. Clara’s purple hair stuck out at all angles, matching the shadows under her eyes. Footsteps followed, and I could smell the distinct signature of Clara, cloves and orange.Ī moment later, she pulled open the door and stared out at us groggily. From within, a thump sounded, as if someone were falling out of bed. “Here.” I stopped by a narrow green door and pushed it open, then climbed the steps to the third floor.Įve followed closely, stopping just behind me and watching as I knocked on the door. I used the club for the monthly fights-the one release I allowed my wolf, besides runs in the Highlands-but never drank there. They were overserving at Pandemonium, no doubt. ![]() The narrow space was cobblestoned and damp, smelling faintly of vomit. ![]() I led her to an alley between Pandemonium and the shop next door. No need to have the Alpha accompanying me.” ![]()
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