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though he’s adorably sexy, I’m still not hopping on board his death plan.
    “I hate heights.”
    “And I hate biting people, yet I’ve still done it a few times.”
    “Laylen…” I’m torn between wanting the truth and dying to get it.
    He sighs disappointedly. “Do you want me to go alone? Because I can. I just thought, since you’ve been in the dark for so long, you’d like to be a part of it, however it’s up to you.”
    He’s giving me a choice. No one has ever given me a choice. I could seriously kiss him right now because I want to be part of this and help save my mother. “Alright…I’m in.”
    He gives me a lopsided smile. “Good. Now hop on.”
    I summon a deep breath and do what he says. I slip a leg on each side of his waist, so I have my legs wrapped around his midsection, my chest pressed up to his back, and my ass against the windowsill.
    “You good?” Laylen asks as I move around, trying to get situated.
    I tighten my arms and legs around him. “I think so.”
    “And Gemma?”
    “Yeah.”
    “I promise to try and not drop you,” he says.
    Before I can respond, he dismounts from the windowsill and, the next thing I know, I’m falling.
     

Chapter 3
     
    It’s over by the time I actually acknowledge we’r falling. Laylen lands with the gracefulness of a cat, his feet delicately touching the asphalt, and I barely feel the impact.
    For a moment, neither of us moves nor breathes. Even the air seems to pause, as if we fell so fast we’re waiting for the rest of the world to catch up.
    “You alive back there?” Laylen asks from over his shoulder. His arms are wound around my legs, supporting my weight as I clutch onto his shoulders.
    I peek open my eyes, crane my neck, and glance up at the window above us. “Yeah, a little bit more of a warning would have been nice, though.”
    “Then you would have just anticipated it and psyched yourself out,” he says. “Unexpected is always the best when there’s fear involved.”
    I’m not sure if I get his logic, but fear is also very new to my vocabulary. I nod and climb off his back then stretch out my legs and pop my neck, alleviating some of the tension in me.
    We walk across the parking lot beneath the shimmering stars dusting the desert sky. The sound of rushing traffic and flashing lights surround us, along with rustic buildings. The entire area is decorated with graffiti, the ground is littered with garbage, and the lack of people around makes the scenario uneasy, yet at the same time calm.
    “You said that we are going to a place worse than the Black Dungeon,” I remark as we make a right down a narrower, more secluded street. “So does that mean there’s going to be a bunch of strange creatures with lizard tongues and weird eyes or whatever?”
    He glances at me from the corner of his eye as he stuffs his hands into his pockets. “Actually, no. The only things you’re going to find in this place are either human or simply have really sharp, pointy teeth.” He traces his tongue along his teeth. “No weird eyes or lizards tongues.”
    “It’s a club for Vampires,” I state the obvious. I scoot in closer to him as a sketchy looking man wearing a black hoodie walks by us. “How high are my chances of being bit, then?”
    Smiling, he drapes his arm around my shoulders. “I wouldn’t let anyone bite you, sweetheart. Seriously.”
    “But there will be people getting bit?”
    He goes rigid. “Yes.”
    I swallow hard. “Will they… will the Vampires be killing them?”
    He shakes his head. “This is just a feeding ground, a place to feed on willing humans in a closed space where you don’t have to worry about getting caught.”
    I angle my neck back to look at him. “Willing humans?”
    He nods once, his eyes focused on the sidewalk ahead. “Vampire bites are intoxicating in ways I can’t even begin to explain. Some humans love it… it’s like a drug for them and so they come to clubs like these to get their next