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street. He finds her and immediately
blocks out all the other noises the humans are making and focuses
on her. He lets his mouth hang open, the trace few elements of her
collecting on the back of his lolling tongue and throat.
    He can tell she is sitting. Can almost feel
her as if his arms are around her like a lover. There’s something
in the blood that changes between a supine and lupine position. She
is confused, frightened, not because of him, at least directly. She
has spent a great deal of time being afraid. Has run for reasons
she has never tried to understand. He understands and soon her
worries will all be over.
    He presses deeper into his sixth sense. If
any passersby were to see him they might mistake him for a
mannequin dressed in clothes, so deep is he in this trance-like
state, that if someone were to scream at this moment it would
probably be fatal, like submerging hot glass in water. An essential
part of him might shatter if he were disturbed now.
    His mind reaches out to hers, touching it
cautiously, carefully, so as not to alert her of his presence,
though he suspects on a subconscious level she already knows. He
imagines her subconscious as rooms in a house and he quietly
searches each one until he finds the core of her. He makes contact
ever so slightly, ever so gently, giving a one worded instruction
then immediately withdraws, coming fully back into his own
oxygen-starved body, gasping for air.
    Come.
    He waits by his truck patiently while the
minutes pass. For the briefest moment he doubts even though the
master has not lied to him yet. Soon he sees her. He knows it is
her as soon as he sets eyes on her. She is more beautiful than he
would have imagined, though his desire for her is not sexual.
    Her gait is unhurried, automatic, as if she
were a robot. She steps into the street without looking in either
direction, without slowing, walking in a line straight toward
him.
    The streetlight reveals what he should have
already seen. She is naked. She closes the last few feet between
them. No recognition crosses her eyes that he is there. She could
just as easily walk past him and continue down the street. She
stops in front of him, although it seems she still hasn’t seen him.
She tips her chin up then cants her head to the side, offering her
neck.
    For the first time tonight he feels nervous,
excited. Even though he was told this is exactly what would happen
he still can’t fully believe. Then the fangs spring out from behind
his canine teeth and he rears his own head back. He feels the
muscles up the center of his back tighten, winding his head back
like a spring being pulled taut. This part is truly frightening, as
he is not in control of these actions. His body shoots forward in a
blur of motion and the fangs fasten onto the artery in her
neck.
    It is more delicious than he would have
believed had he been told. It is more than words ever could have
described.
     

Chapter 2
    Monday
     
    Nick opened his eyes. He didn’t move immediately,
taking his time feeling his body. He felt so loose, so free, like
he was wading into Emerald Lake.
    “Oh, crap. Lucky, I think you gave him too
much.”
    Nick turned his head to see the man Lucky had
called Earl, several feet lower than he should have been. Nick
figured he was either in a bed or on a couch. Perhaps this was a
bunk bed.
    “What?” Lucky said, coming into the room. His
mouth dropped open when he looked at Nick.
    “What is it?” Nick said before crashing to
the floor. He bounced up, startled and off balance, and immediately
went down again. Lucky and Earl watched, that same look of shock on
their faces. He made it to his feet, albeit a little shakily.
    “What the hell just happened?” he asked, out
of breath.
    “You were—” Earl began, pointing someplace
above Nick’s head and Lucky quickly pushed his arm down.
    “Why don’t you come get some breakfast? Take
your time, we’ll talk there.” He herded Earl out of the room ahead
of him and