Take Me Once, I'll Bleed You Twice novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58

Shaking her head, Beatrice averted her gaze. “Just… still trying to wrap my brain around everything, that’s all.”

The walk to the bar didn’t take long – it was only ten minutes from Claire’s apartment – and a bright neon sign out front proclaimed its name fo world to see. Kaleidoscope. To Beatrice, it had always sounded like a strip club or somewhere to hold a rave, and inside was much the same.

Dim house lights gave a certain ambience, but it was the giant lava lamps that pushed things over the edge. No two were the same colour, and ther be a couple dozen, each placed in strategic locations. There were no dark corners because of this – lots of shadows, but no real darkness. Tables w out, some in private corners while others were closer together, allowing people to mingle between them more seamlessly.

Beatrice couldn’t imagine different species intermingling without causing problems. Something told her vampires and werewolves didn day, but add alcohol to the mix? Yikes.

“Sit there,” Claire instructed, pointing towards two stools at the bar. They were in the middle of the row, which made Beatrice nervous, but she did. friend said.

Riaghaire glanced around at the few patrons already in the room, none of whom paid much attention to their entrance, before taking the stool to Be

right – it allowed him to sit between her and the door.

Claire made her way around the bar before leaning on it. “It’ll start getting busy in about an hour but, if you stay here, I can keep an eye on things.”

The mark on Beatrice’s shoulder was covered by her top even if the keyholes down the front showed cleavage and skin – but she still felt uneasy. B they’d left, Claire had spritzed a strange perfume on her, saying it would keep Others from smelling the mark and figuring out her emotional state. W smelled vaguely of citrus and cinnamon, but there was something else in it that’d made her sneeze.

Beatrice hadn’t realized that scents told Others about more than just how long ago she’d showered. Hendricks had commented on hers, but she figured was just how she smelled to him. Had he actually known how she’d felt when he’d marked her? The fear? The rage? Why had he ignored it all and Jane anyway? How could he be so stupid?

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What about Riaghaire? Did vampires have a heightened sense of smell, too? Ugh. Beatrice didn’t want to think about this at all. What bed ust been testing her response to him in the bathroom? Had she given him what he’d expected? Wanted? Dammit, why was she so stuck on this forthright, uncaring about whether or not someone did or didn’t like her. So what if someone wasn’t interested; there were pleaty mere

all.

It had to be the mate bond bullshit. None of this was an issue before she’d been marked, and it was only afterwards that we had wedited in

Yes. That had to be it.

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Then why was it only making her question Riaghaire’s motives? Shoulda t it only be affecting her thoughts Tom Hendeka

Ah, for fuck’s sake, she needed a drink

“Claire, can I get a shot of something? I don’t care what surprise me

The blond raised her brows but obliged pouring an amber liquid to a shot glass with the new of water be when deel it totalite sliding it over to Beatrice

The green–eyed woman raised the glass in silent thanks Here’s to the cut shum that is my hits sensation as it hit the back of her throat Another, please

Shy bed the what has one that the

7:05 pm G MO

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but he gave me back my life. I gave him back his life. A life for a life should cancel each other out.”

“Well, then he’d still owe you the eighty some he spent locked up.”

“That’s not how this should work.”

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