Kiani POV

The club patrons have begun to argue and fight one another, I keep my head down, I hear angry voices, women screaming, I still don't look

The screams then turn to moans, animalistic in nature, nothing soft or reminiscent of lovemaking, this is pure unrestrained lust in control

I realize too late my mistake, I should have approached him elsewhere, I had wanted to tease and taunt him slowly, not bring out his beast

The familiarity of my blood, my provocative outfit and looks have pushed him too far, I feel his energy shift and begin to prepare to fight

I allow the arcanes to gradually envelope me, protecting me from the fury of Daemian, my fangs emergence undetected, I'm pulled to my feet

We stand amidst a sea of humans engaged in an orgy of depravity, neither one speaking, Daemian's wicked smile reveals his birthed fangs

I keep my mouth closed, not only to hid my own fangs, which would clearly show aggression, but in doubt of what is to come, my plan now moot

Thunder echo's, lightning flashes, I'm pulled through a portal of his making, my arcanes react instinctively, as I'm ripped from his grasp

With one last searing glance deep into those jet black eyes I watch as Daemian attempts to recapture my hand as I'm pulled into the abyss