Page 34 of Forged in Dusk
Lance ~ Found the Rogue’s lair.
Kon ~ Excellent. Get our men to monitor the place.
Lance ~ On it.
I slide my cell phone back into my pocket, and then I see a tall thin man looking at me; no, he’s looking at Claudette.
What the fuck!
I glare at him, watching him as he recognizes me. His lips turn up into a smug smile; he lifts his chin and turns to walk away.
“I’ll be back,” I whisper into her ear.
I release Claudette; she looks at me and nods.
Of fucking course, I try not to teleport or use any powers that can draw attention, but all of the people are looking at the coffin and family members.
I look around, and I fucking risk it. I teleport to the trees and watch the man walk down the row of cars.
The motherfucker.
I pulled out my cell phone and slid my finger over the screen as fast as possible. I take photos of the man as he looks around the cemetery and enters the car.
I teleport back to the spot that’s closer to the burial. I walk over to Claudette, pulling her into my arms.
I’ll send the photos to Lance to look into the motherfucker. I know he’s a fucking Rogue.
We need to learn which Rogue took Ivan’s place and led the group into the darkness.
Until we get all of the DETS, we wouldn’t be able to terminate them. We need to get to the leaders and stake them through their dark hearts.
Yes, you can say that the Rogues would be closer to the humans' image of the Vampires.
Twelve
Claudette
A few weeks later.
I grab the cup of coffee from my desk, taking a sip. I love Starbucks, and since I’m working full time now, I can afford to get at least one cup every day. It’s my small guilty pleasure.
I close my eyes, and yeah, my other guilty pleasure is Kon. I love everything about him, and I do believe that he’s my prince charming. I hope that I don’t get burned, and my prince is really a frog, but I know in my heart that is not the case.
I feel Kon Kon in my soul, and the connection is real. We’re so close; we spend all the time together.
My cell phone lights up, and I grab to see if it’s Kon Kon. Nope, it’s Kitty.
Kitty ~ Coldette, we’re going out tonight to the Dirty Wag bar. Are you in?
Claudette ~ Yeah, but I’m sure Kon Kon will be with me.
Kitty ~ Yeah, yeah, we know that. But, Coldette, it’s starting to look like we should be calling you Lovette since you’re so damn hooked.
Claudette ~ Really? You should be happy for me.
Kitty ~ We are, promise.
Claudette ~ Later.
