hibernating.”
We laughed and clinked our glasses together.
“Excuse me,” a man said behind my left shoulder. “Would you care to dance?”
Wow. Awkward with Logan right beside me. “Um, no thanks,” I declined, glancing up at him.
But he wasn’t looking at me.
“Hell yeah,” Levi nearly shouted, shoving his plate forward and standing up.
I turned my blushing cheeks to Logan. “Well, that was embarrassing. I guess I don’t have the
touch anymore.”
He lifted my chin with the crook of his finger. “You shouldn’t rely on others to validate your
worth as a woman. If it makes you feel any better, three males tried to approach you.”
“Tried?”
His lips eased into a grin as he stroked my bottom lip with his thumb. “I stared them down and
they changed their minds. You are a desirable female, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to watch any
man grind with you on that floor.”
I lightly bit his finger and smiled. “Next time, let them ask me. A woman likes to feel a little fuss
over her once in a while. I’m not interested in dancing with anyone tonight.”
His brow arched. “Is that so, Little Raven?”
Chapter 5
Jack Daniels may have been a strong drink, but it only took one shot of Green Dragon for Page
La Croix to loosen up. She rarely got out, so it felt great to let go of her inhibitions and dance. No
stress, no work, no obligations. Just music.
Few people really considered the life of a Relic, knowing that their purpose was only one of
servitude. Yet the knowledge that thrived within her made it difficult to walk away from a life that
she was born to live.
Page should have never let Sunny talk her into the second shot. Being new to the club, Sunny
had no clue just how legendary Green Dragon was.
Slater had tried to call her five times, so she turned off her phone. He had always been a
control freak, scheduling appointments for her and deciding how to divvy up their clientele. It was
as if she had no mind of her own around him. Page knew some Relics had it worse, so she was
apprehensive about requesting a new partner.
The music vibrated through her body like a massage, and it didn’t matter that she was dancing
with a complete stranger. In fact, that made it better. He didn’t know anything about her
problems, and he didn’t care. He also had a phenomenal smile—although she was too busy having
an out-of-body experience to dwell on it.
“I’m a Shifter,” he said against her ear. “You?”
“Relic,” she said proudly, throwing her hands in the air and turning around.
Her black snow boots with thick tread on the bottom were great for winter, but not for dancing.
Her feet were beginning to hurt.
Snow boots or not, Page was having a blast. Except the man behind her enjoyed his position a
little too much; she should have known better than to turn her back on a Shifter, and based on his
reaction, he was probably a wolf. It was an open invitation to his kind, and his arm hooked around
her waist.
The crowd ahead of them began to part as someone made their way through. Flashes of
colored lights sprayed across a sea of moving bodies until the only thing in her line of vision was
that cantankerous Mage.
De Gradi.
That man rubbed her the wrong way with his arrogance and aristocratic lifestyle. Most of the
older ones were like that, Remi being an exception—to a degree. He’s the one who asked a favor
of her to treat Silver after the Chitah attack. Remi was a Gemini and because of his dangerous
nature, he was forced to close off his emotions, but in no way did he have a superiority complex.
Unlike De Gradi, who charged at her like a bull. Or maybe it seemed that way because she was
drunker than a skunk.
“Is everything all right?” he asked in a controlled voice, threatening the man behind her with
his stare.
Her eyes hooded and she smiled. “Peachy.” The Shifter’s hand tightened around her waist and
Justus engaged in a staring match with
We laughed and clinked our glasses together.
“Excuse me,” a man said behind my left shoulder. “Would you care to dance?”
Wow. Awkward with Logan right beside me. “Um, no thanks,” I declined, glancing up at him.
But he wasn’t looking at me.
“Hell yeah,” Levi nearly shouted, shoving his plate forward and standing up.
I turned my blushing cheeks to Logan. “Well, that was embarrassing. I guess I don’t have the
touch anymore.”
He lifted my chin with the crook of his finger. “You shouldn’t rely on others to validate your
worth as a woman. If it makes you feel any better, three males tried to approach you.”
“Tried?”
His lips eased into a grin as he stroked my bottom lip with his thumb. “I stared them down and
they changed their minds. You are a desirable female, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to watch any
man grind with you on that floor.”
I lightly bit his finger and smiled. “Next time, let them ask me. A woman likes to feel a little fuss
over her once in a while. I’m not interested in dancing with anyone tonight.”
His brow arched. “Is that so, Little Raven?”
Chapter 5
Jack Daniels may have been a strong drink, but it only took one shot of Green Dragon for Page
La Croix to loosen up. She rarely got out, so it felt great to let go of her inhibitions and dance. No
stress, no work, no obligations. Just music.
Few people really considered the life of a Relic, knowing that their purpose was only one of
servitude. Yet the knowledge that thrived within her made it difficult to walk away from a life that
she was born to live.
Page should have never let Sunny talk her into the second shot. Being new to the club, Sunny
had no clue just how legendary Green Dragon was.
Slater had tried to call her five times, so she turned off her phone. He had always been a
control freak, scheduling appointments for her and deciding how to divvy up their clientele. It was
as if she had no mind of her own around him. Page knew some Relics had it worse, so she was
apprehensive about requesting a new partner.
The music vibrated through her body like a massage, and it didn’t matter that she was dancing
with a complete stranger. In fact, that made it better. He didn’t know anything about her
problems, and he didn’t care. He also had a phenomenal smile—although she was too busy having
an out-of-body experience to dwell on it.
“I’m a Shifter,” he said against her ear. “You?”
“Relic,” she said proudly, throwing her hands in the air and turning around.
Her black snow boots with thick tread on the bottom were great for winter, but not for dancing.
Her feet were beginning to hurt.
Snow boots or not, Page was having a blast. Except the man behind her enjoyed his position a
little too much; she should have known better than to turn her back on a Shifter, and based on his
reaction, he was probably a wolf. It was an open invitation to his kind, and his arm hooked around
her waist.
The crowd ahead of them began to part as someone made their way through. Flashes of
colored lights sprayed across a sea of moving bodies until the only thing in her line of vision was
that cantankerous Mage.
De Gradi.
That man rubbed her the wrong way with his arrogance and aristocratic lifestyle. Most of the
older ones were like that, Remi being an exception—to a degree. He’s the one who asked a favor
of her to treat Silver after the Chitah attack. Remi was a Gemini and because of his dangerous
nature, he was forced to close off his emotions, but in no way did he have a superiority complex.
Unlike De Gradi, who charged at her like a bull. Or maybe it seemed that way because she was
drunker than a skunk.
“Is everything all right?” he asked in a controlled voice, threatening the man behind her with
his stare.
Her eyes hooded and she smiled. “Peachy.” The Shifter’s hand tightened around her waist and
Justus engaged in a staring match with
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