Page 16 of Touched By Moonlight
Both of them tensed, all signs of relaxationgone.
Dante’s nostrils flared. He drew away from his mate. “We’re closing.Now.”
Alarm filled Sienna’s expression. She paused in rinsing out a glass. Her beautiful eyes grew darker, the pupils enlarging, like a wolf taking on night vision. “It’s not safe outthere.”
The whisper was threadbare, but Dante heard it. Werewolves have great hearing. I heard it as well. Despite her efforts to conceal it, the magick wriggled out ofSienna.
I slid off the stool, gestured to Dante. “Sienna’s right. No one can leave now. It’s toolate.”
Dante scowled, but beneath it, I sensed anxiety. He gestured to Guy, the bouncer. “Set the perimeter securitysystem.”
The alpha’s natural authority taking charge. Maybe Dante and I weren’t friends, but he neededhelp.
“Perimeter security won’t help.” I went to him and took care not to get into his face. The shifter was already spooked enough and needed to listen to reason. “That’s like trying to stop a breaking dam with a bucket and amop.”
A gasp from Peyton. Fear radiated off her in waves. I could read that fear as easily as I could smell it. Dante reached for her hand. “Peyton, I’ll have Guy take you home.” He glanced at Cass and Sienna. “You aswell.”
And then the stench slammed into my nostrils. I ran to the door. White mist seeped from underneathit.
Hands wrapped around my throat, squeezing with dread. I knew it was coming, and what itwanted.
Sienna for dinner. And then me…asdessert.
Sienna pointed to the door and spoke in that same, flat monotone as before. “No, Dante. It’s too late. It’s alreadyhere.”
