Page 1 of Accidental Blood Lust
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ROMAN
My nose tickles with an unfamiliar yet oddly soothing scent. I can’t put my finger on what it is or even what it reminds me of, but I know I need to find the source. My wolf demands it.
It’s my third frustrating full moon in a row. I can’t find what I seem to be searching for. At this point, I’d fuck just about anyone, but my wolf and I are not in agreement. So instead, I sit at yet another bar in yet another city, hoping I’ll catch a scent that lights me up.
“Get you another drink, Wolfie?” the bartender, an obvious dragon shifter, asks. He’s on the twink side of things, long and lean bodied, with pretty pink hair and gorgeous lips, but my wolf practically huffs at the mere suggestion of hooking up with him.
“Yeah, one more, Ace. Thanks.”
“You got it.” Ace mixes my drink, and I catch his eyes fluttering up to me with interest. “Looking for something specific tonight?”
Shrugging, I grunt in response.
“We’ve got anything you could want here. Sexy wolf like yourself shouldn’t have any trouble finding some fun on a full moon.”
“You’d think.”
I catch that scent again—sweet, but earthy in a soft way. Not like leaves and moss, no. More like spring flowers and new grass. Swiveling around in my seat, I search the crowded bar filled with a mixture of supes and humans who seem to have no idea they’re surrounded by the paranormal.
But that scent isn’t coming from a mortal. It’s too strong. I’m almost on my feet when I’m stopped by a gorgeous woman. Vampire. She smells amazing too, but it’s not her scent I was catching earlier.
“Going somewhere, handsome?”
“No.”
“Good. I’m Violet. You are?”
“Roman. Nice to meet you, Violet. Can I get you a drink?”
She quirks her eyebrow. “I think you could, if you’re game.”
“Oh.” I nod. “Right. You want to feed?”
She licks her luscious lips, flipping luxurious blond hair off her shoulder. “It’s been ages since I’ve had a virile wolf. What do you say?”
Before I can answer, I’m hit with that scent again, stronger this time. I mumble an apology and push past Violet, searching the crowd for the source. I catch a hint of red hair in the glimmer of the club lights, but then I blink and it’s gone, taking the heady scent with it.
I push my way outside, but they’re gone. The air smells of weed, pheromones, and blood, as it usually does. Whoever that was is nowhere to be found. Definitely a supe. Mortals can’t move that quickly.
Disappointed, I slip back inside and walk back to Violet, who’s watching me with curious eyes. “Sorry. I thought I saw someone I knew.”
She smiles knowingly, clearly not believing me. “My offer still stands. I’ll make it worth your while.”
I have no interest in being mauled by a vampire, no matter how gorgeous she is, so instead, I offer my arm. “Will this do?”
She bares her fangs and her eyes glow red. “Nicely, yes.”
Violet latches on to my wrist, indulging in my blood while I think about who got away. I was so close, but not fast enough. I’ll keep looking. For some reason I can scent this being more clearly on a full moon, likely because my senses are heightened.
Even now, the rush of my blood leaving my veins and flooding into Violet’s warm mouth is pleasant. Relaxing. Like a warm bath. That’s why I don’t mind. If I’m not getting laid tonight, at least I can feel something nice.
When Violet pops off, her eyes are glazed, her lips stained with my blood, and there’s a doped-out smile on her face. “Delicious.”
“Thank you.”
“Are you sure there’s nothing I can do for you? I’m good at sucking more than blood.”
