The Vampire’s Servant novel Chapter 173

[Derrick]

The club was pretty impressive. There was a line that went halfway down the block. As I walked past the line, I could smell every sort of supernatural.

Troy’s message said this club was neutral territory and had been for years. No one seemed to be fighting or grumbling. They all just looked like a bunch of young people having a night at the club.

I didn’t need to check to see that I had a tail. When I told Mitchell earlier that I had to meet with an informant on my hunt, he nodded, then pulled these two guys aside and whispered to them. I had to pretend I couldn’t hear them, but I did. I heard him tell them to stay on me.

He didn’t mean it because he didn’t trust me. I had a few drinks with him and his boy a couple nights ago. They entrusted me with some stuff and showed me the video of the kids disappearing outside a room and reappearing inside.

Mitchell was looking out for me. He wanted some friendlies around in case things went pear shaped. I had to pretend like I didn’t know they were there.

When I got up to the bouncer, I gave him my name and showed him my ID. He was a vampire. A pretty big one. I hoped he was good at his job.

The club was bumping. Music pounded and people rubbed against each other. I was betting there was a lot of interspecies mingling going on. This was my kind of place. You could get the strangest of strange.

I would have to come visit again before we headed out. Maybe find me a little vampire mama to bang it out with. Ever since I tried for that Talia chick, I’d been craving a cold little lover.

Across the room, I saw the girl I was supposed to meet. At least, I was pretty sure she was the one. They said a redhead with glasses and she was pretty much the only one in here wearing glasses.

She had on a tight black dress with a small cut up the side, showing off her milky thigh. One leg was crossed over the other and her legs tapered into some expensive looking heels. I licked my lips in anticipation.

Maybe I could take her into the bathroom for a quickie. She looked like a screamer. If I didn’t nail her tonight, I would try again once all this was over.

I made my way over to her and leaned against the bar, looking her up and down as she took a sip of her drink. She set the glass down. First, business, then, pleasure.

“The moon is beautiful tonight.” I said.

“It’s beautiful every night.” She replied in a bored tone.

“Except the nights when it’s dark.” I answered.

“On those nights, it’s even more beautiful. Some of the most wonderful creatures hide in the dark of the night.”

“What’s your name, Red?” I asked.

“Emmalyn Grove. How did you want to do this?”

“That’s a beautiful name.” I smiled and leaned in.

“Stop. I’m here to do a job.” Emmalyn hissed.

I leaned close to her ear. “Look in the mirror behind the bar. You see those two men who quite obviously don’t belong? They’re hunters. They followed me to make sure I didn’t get in trouble. I have a reputation. Play along and I’ll make it worth your while. Maybe even give you a little taste when this is all over.”

Normally women couldn’t resist when I whispered in their ear. Not even a shiver. Goddess, she was almost as icy as a vampire. That was hot as hell.

She seemed to decide it was in her best interest, because she leaned into me and ran her fingers down my chest. I knew women loved the muscles and flexed them subtly.

“There’s something you should probably know about me, Derrick.” She purred.

Goddess, I loved how she said my name. It dripped sweetly from her tongue. I could almost imagine her crying it out as I made her see stars.

“Mmm, what’s that, baby?” I asked, putting my hand on her knee and tracing it slowly up her thigh.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my chest. I looked down to see she had one of my nipple rings in her hand and was twisting it hard.

“I don’t sleep with womanizers.” Emmalyn growled.

I whimpered slightly. I’d had the piercings twisted playfully before, but nothing as rough as this. It was really starting to hurt.

She let me go and pushed me back onto my stool. I sniffed. She wasn’t even a little turned on.

Running my hand over my head, I looked in the mirror at the hunters. They were snickering. This was the first time they’d seen me be rejected.

Hell, it was the first time I’d been rejected since I was a pup. Back when I was a gangly guy and hadn’t built up my muscles. It threw me back to that time. I remembered the girl who had turned me down back then.

She was one of the popular girls in school when I was in ninth grade. By the time I graduated, I’d tagged her and most of her friends. This girl wasn’t the high school beauty queen, though.

This girl wasn’t so vain. She was obviously immune to the charm of my body. I liked it. I would have to work harder for this girl.

“I’m sorry, Emmalyn. I was just so overwhelmed. You’re gorgeous and I couldn’t hold back how much I want you. I wanted you to play along so I could try and tempt you later on by learning what makes you itch.” I smiled.

“Trying the truthful tactic? Telling just enough of the truth to make me think you’re being honest and making me soften toward you?” She scoffed. “Not going to happen.”

“I’m not a womanizer. I’m just having a little fun before I settle down. You should be having some fun too, baby. I bet you’d look a hundred times sexier when you were cumming.” I winked.

“You’re disgusting and will never find that out for yourself. Now, can we get to this exchange? I want to go home and take a shower.” Emmalyn sneered.

“I see. It’s because I’m a wolf isn’t it? Take a walk on the wild side. Try a little wolf, baby. I bet you’ll be ruined for all those weak little witch boys.” I told her.

“It doesn’t matter if you were human, wolf, vampire, or witch, I would never sleep with you. I’m not a bigot. I’m a woman with standards. You should really learn the difference.” She said as she reached into the purse on the bar and pulled out a manila envelope.

It suddenly occurred to me. I was probably barking up the wrong tree. That explained why my advances weren’t working.

“Oh. I got it. You like to dabble with women yourself. Sorry, playette. I usually have a good nose for those sorts of things.” I chuckled and pulled out my own envelope.

My envelope was folded to look like it had cash in it. We wanted to make it look like I was paying her for the information.

I slid it over to her and took hold of her envelope. I opened it and looked at a couple pictures. She pretended to be running her finger over the fake money in the envelope I handed her.

Emmalyn smiled and I felt my dick twitch. Man, it sucked that she was a lesbian. She was warm to the touch, but cold in attitude. That smile, though. I fucking loved it.

She slid from her stool and got close. Emmalyn looked into my eyes with those icy blue eyes. There was something slightly amused in them.

“I date men, not women, and not you. I’m not ever going to sleep with you. Stop chasing. You’ll never catch me, wolf boy.” She told me. “I’m leaving now. Don’t follow me.”

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