Chapter 64 Bodies In The Dark

• The air inside the club was molten thick with sweat, perfume, and the metallic tang of danger.
• Jaxon didn’t let go of me. Not once. His palm splayed against my hip, guiding me deeper into the crowd, his body a wall between me and the rest of the world.
• Every strobe of light illuminated faceslaughing, kissing, drunkbut it also lit them. The hunters. I spotted one by the bar, scanning the dance floor with the kind of stillness that didn’t belong in a place like this.