Page 8 of Forged in Dusk
“Coldette,” Kitty yells, waving.
I turn to look at Kitty, and Marie walks towards me, waving, and smiling.
“Look what we got you, Coldette,” Marie says, giving me a bouquet of dark pink roses.
I take the bouquet, pulling the roses to my face, closing my eyes, inhaling deeply, enjoying the beautiful rose scent.
I’ve never had anyone give me roses; this feels so awesome.
“Thank you,” I say, smiling at my girls.
“Welcome,” Kitty and Marie say at the same time.
“Oh my, I can’t believe it, I’m finished. The commencement went by like a dream,” I say, looking at my girls.
“Yeah, it did! Coldette, let’s go,” Kitty says, sliding her arm through my arm.
“Yes, we have plans to make this day special, a day that you will never forget,” Marie says, throwing back her head, laughing.
“Oh hell, that sounds awesome,” I say, nodding, holding my graduation hat and roses close to my chest.
“Yes, let’s go have some dinner, and then we’re going to the clubs,” Kitty yells, moving her arm up and down in
We have dinner at a Mexican restaurant in downtown Sacramento that I love. Then, I have several Margaritas with my girls. Then, we go out to the clubs, dance, and have a blast.
Two
Prince Konstantin
I look into the Whiskey glass, swirling the liquid, thinking of moving on to the next chapter in City Of Sin.
Sasha is now in the London office after spending a few years in the City Of Sin, when Dionisie decided to take a sabbatical.
What fucking ever.
“Vlad, the rogue Vampires are out of control. It looks like they don’t have any respect for human life,” I say, taking a drink.
“Fuck! It doesn’t fucking help that we’re fucking weak, not up to our full potential,” Dionisie says, shaking his head.
“Yeah fucker, you’re too busy playing in the MC playground, and I get it, but we do need your help,” I snarl, shaking my head.
“Hey, it’s not going to help to get into a brawl! We need to get some Vampires to help us hunt those Rogues,” Vlad snarls, looking at us.
“That will work,” I say, nodding.
“Indeed, I’ll get some strong Vampires that we can trust to keep this in the down-low,” Vlad says, nodding.
“Indeed, so what’s the fucking meeting about,” I ask, taking a drink of the Whiskey.
“It’s actually a supernatural crisis,” Vlad says, leaning back into his chair, resting his arm on the armrest looking at us.
“What’s up,” I ask, furrowing my forehead.
“What in the world is going on,” Dionisie asks, walking over to the bar grabbing the Whiskey decanter to refill his glass.
“The werewolf Dane should be here at any moment to give us the DETS,” Vlad says, rubbing his chin.
“It sounds bloody interesting,” I say, turning up my lips nodding.
