Disclaimer - I do not own ANY of Anne Curtis's work. I do own Alisina (main character) and others that will be introduced. .
Chapter 1 - Danger Equals Fun
This was lame, I thought as I stared amusedly at the rows of alcohol and other miscellaneous things on the shelves.
"Can I get you another?" The bartender was staring at me, much as he had been this past evening. Not that I could blame him; this part of the world rarely got any new visitors, let alone young, female visitors who's race was unknown.
The 'Bar' I was in was not exactly a bar; it was part of an inn, actually, a part of the inns kitchen. The bartender was named Rudy, I think, and was the part owner of the inn. I jumped when he snapped his fingers in front of my face. "Do you want another?" He asked - no, growled. Did I mention that Rudy was a werewolf? Now that I think of it, maybe that's why I'm getting funny looks.
I, also, am a werewolf, but unlike most of my kind, I am powerful enough, dominate enough, to hide what I am. Though that seems to be getting harder.
"I think I'll be fine for a while." I smiled slightly, and looked down at my hands. It was a trick question, seeing how werewolves could process more alcohol then the average human. I had already had three rum-and-cokes, and I was pretty sure I was done. Figures that I can even get decently drunk without people bothering me.
"All right Ms. Thomas." Rudy shrugged and walked away. I watched him, and my eyes narrowed when he signaled someone from the other room to come closer. A shaft a light hit his rugged features, and my eyebrows raised.
I tensed slightly, straining to hear the conversation.
"I don't know what she is." Rudy was whispering. I could hear the anger in his voice.
"Why not?" Gabriel's all to familiar growl made my eyes narrow.
"She stops drinking at a time most humans would and be a little dizzy and have a light hangover the next day. But she comes back without one!" There was a pause which I guessed Rudy ran his hand through his hair. "And she doesn't quite smell human, but she isn't us either."
A low chuckle came. "Did you ever ask her?"
Silence.
"I'll take that as a no."
I blinked, quitting my straining as my hands tightened slightly on my near-empty glass of water. This pack, I admit, was fun. And annoying. And interesting. And you should be getting the point about now. I closed my eyes for a moment, forcing myself to relax.
"Ms. Thomas." His deep, rumbling voice suddenly reminded my too much of my uncle. I opened my eyes and smiled brightly.
"Hi." I answered, placing the flat of my arm on the counter. "Can I help you?" I arched my eyebrows, wondering when he would get around to it.
"Maybe." Gabriel stretched over the counter and grabbed a beer. After opening it and taking a swig, he stared down at me. "I was thinking about heading out, taking a drive maybe. Full moon on the rise." I smiled slightly, wondering what he was talking about.
It was made clear swiftly. "You want to go?"
I blinked; he had woven a clever trap; if I said yes, he would know I was human and would back out of it, no doubt using Vivian, his mate, as an excuse. If I said no, he would have a clear guess as to why. Which left me with two answers; I'm staying in tonight or..
… "I wouldn't feel comfortable going out with you, Gabriel." I turned, setting down enough to cover my drinks on the counter.
"Oh, and why not?" He asked, copying my position by placing the flat of his arm on the table.
I opened my mouth a little bit before laughing. At his quizzled look, I stopped for a moment, then laughed again. After a moment, I rubbed my eyes like checking for tears. "Aren't you and Vivian like…married?" I tilted my head at him. He was confused; go me - confusion to people wanting to know me.
He made a miraculous comeback. "Why? You interested if I say no?" his tone was mocking, his eyes serious.
With a smile, I decided to play. I leaned back and let my gaze travel down and up his body. I met his eyes again and was shocked to see the faintest pink on his cheeks. I stood up, bringing my leg in solid contact with his before I leaned down to whisper one word in his ear. "No."
With that, I walked - no, stalked - from the 'bar, up to my room, a smile blooming on my face. That had been way to much fun, and way to dangerous, which equaled a hell of a lot of fun.
Authors note: so whatcha think? For all you people going what?!?! - silver's changing the story?!?! don't worry - I have MOSTLY the same story line. I note what I change per chapter lol. I've only edited to chapter 4 or 5, but hopefully this will keep most of ya happy.
I didn't change much of anything on this chapter. Grammar/spelling issues mostly. Speaking of which, if you see any grammar/spelling errors, let me know! I love being able to improve my writing! Please review!!!
