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unconscious radar, and I hiss in a partial moan of raw need. My fangs burst from the prison of my gums, hunger loosened like a wild animal.
    She screams.
    Of course she would—I can't even close my mouth.
    I blur to her side and give her the weight of my eyes. I know they are solid black, simple holes in my face without the benefit of moon or starlight.
    I run a finger down her cheek. “Shh, I'm not going to hurt you.”
    I remember to use the informal speech of the humans. It's a little easier for me because neither of my parents were raised in a Druid coven or lived with other vampires until recently. My liege, Tarrin, Cole, and others—made sure I sounded as I would need to if the need arose. Whether it be the antiquated speech of a species who survives for centuries, or the modern-speak of the current decade.
    But in this moment, I'm with a mid-twenties human female who has enough Druid blood to be tantalizing, but not enough to be a breeder, I'm guessing.
    I slide my thumb underneath her chin, my remaining fingers along the side of her throat. I spread my thumb and pinkie until the long length of her neck is exposed in a slim line of delectable flesh.
    Her blood sings beneath her skin, a melody only for me. I drop my nose to her throat, the pulse pounding against my lips.
    “What the fuck is going on here?” a male asks from behind me.
    I drop my hand and pivot.
    The humans behind me would only see a shift of colors before suddenly I'm facing them. A dark vertigo rainbow.
    Five men in a loose circle mock me with their eyes. I can smell their indulgence of alcohol from here. That's why they didn't react to my speed. Too busy dulling their already lethargic reaction time.
    “Stay here,” I tell the young woman.
    She's in deep thrall and clings to the back of my thin black T. “No, don't go.”
    My jaw clenches. She is wet and ready with want. I have made her this way from my presence alone. Her unique biology has come to the surface of her consciousness and found its match in what I can provide.
    But I have to deal with these fucktards first. I exhale roughly.
    “It's all right. I'll only be a second, then we can be alone.”
    “Oh ya will, will you?” the male who first spoke drags a stout, thick piece of wood from behind his back. “Kitty tells us you told her to get lost so you could poach off our women.”
    Idiot.
    “I didn't think women were animals to be poached.” That is a lie, of course. I have been raised to believe human are mere cattle—livestock. But in the case of the human female behind me, she is enough Druid to afford some basic respect, so I play along.
    “Ya know what I mean, freak!”
    So he did notice something.
    I believe that some human males are more primal than others. They’re never a threat to a vampire, but it can get tricky sometimes. I always wonder if there are some mixed genetics in some of them. I wouldn't give this male that much deference but ....
    “There isn't a sign on the women that if one chooses to spread her legs, I can't be the one servicing her.” I open my arms wide, inoffensively. My crude words have the desired effect.
    The female behind me gives a soft moan, no doubt thinking about a possible near-future dalliance.
    The male in front of me, even more crude than my words, affects an offended rage. I shove the female gently to the side as the chatty male lowers his head like a bull before a red flag.
    As is typical, all five follow his lead, rushing me at once, hoping to overpower me.
    Teach me a lesson.
    His head never hits the desired bull's eye. I use his momentum and the neck I break becomes a handle as I toss him behind me. With a crash, his body slams into the windshield of one of the cars, glass sprinkling like crystal hailstones behind me.
    The four others bury me beneath their combined weight.
    With a growl, I fling them off, and they tumble to the side. I leap to my feet as they stagger to theirs.
    I taste the metal of the blade as it enters my side.