Amara – Reunion

Author's note: this is from Calista's point of view

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Serina tried to keep the conversation going, but I saw that her eyes were glued in the direction where her boyfriend disappeared.

Ah, love.

"Do you want us to go and check on them?", I suggested.

Serina looked at me guiltily. "Would you mind?"

"Of course, not. I offered it, right?"

"I know you offered only because of me. If it's just Sergio and Duke, you wouldn't care what happens."

I stifled a laugh. "You know me well. If you don't have fun, I will be labeled as a bad aunt and right now you are worried and not having fun."

Serina and I went out together many times, but it was for a meal or shopping, and this was our first nightclub experience, so I picked the best nightclub in Paris in order for Serina to have a great time in style, but that stupid werewolf was ruining it as we spoke!

If I knew that Drago would leave after him and Serina would be this worried, I would drag that dog back without giving him a chance to make more than three steps out of this booth.

Serina smiled for a moment and then her smile fell. "How are we going to find them?"

I touched my nose. "I can smell a dog from a mile away. Let's go."

Serina looked at me eagerly and followed without a word.

I didn't tell Serina that I couldn't pick up any specific scent in this mass of perfumes, but I had an idea that the guy wanted some air, so it was not difficult to guess where he went with logical deduction.

I didn't see Sergio before and he was in my booth, so I guessed that it was his first time in this club. If he came here before, even if we missed each other, a guy like him would have his own place and not use mine.

Based on that, if he wanted air, he could go only to one place… and I was right!

We found Sergio and Drago standing on the street, away from the crowd. There was quite the distance between us, and I couldn't pick up what they were saying, but it was obvious that Drago was trying to convince Sergio to get back inside.

Sergio's head whipped toward me and Serina, and Sergio was back to staring at me like he had seen a ghost.

What's his problem?

Serina approached them with worry on her face. Duke extended his arm toward her, and she tucked her shoulder under his armpit like it always belonged there. Ah, young love.

Serina's arm circled behind Duke's waist, and she asked the source of our drama, "Sergio, what's going on? Are you unwell? Should we cut the evening short or take you to a hospital…"

Sergio stood like a statue, staring at me, and my irritation swelled.

"Rina, dear… how about you and Drago head back inside and let me handle this?"

Seraphina hesitated and her eyes darted from Sergio to me and then to Drago.

Drago exhaled in defeat and glanced at me gratefully before turning to Serina. "Let's go. We will wait for them in the booth. Serge is not listening to me, so maybe Calista can figure out what's going on."

I looked after Serina and Duke, and when they re-entered the club, I turned toward the werewolf who was walking backward, away from me.

What the hell? Did he think he was invisible?

"Are you running away from me?"

He froze.

I stalked toward Sergio, so angry that my fangs came out.

Why is he playing stone statues? When we came out of the club, I saw him talking to Drago just fine. Or is he ignoring me because I'm a vampire? How dares he?!

"What's wrong with you, wolf? You should be honored that this princess is even acknowledging your existence."

He moved backward until his back hit the wall.

I was one step away from him and part of me wanted to suck him dry. Maybe in that way, he can be useful, by becoming my meal.

"What do you want?", he croaked.

"I want you to get your ass inside and act normal. It's my responsibility that Rina has fun tonight and you are ruining it. Didn't you come here as a bodyguard? Act like it!"

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

I wondered if my opinion of werewolves was wrong. All werewolves I've met so far acted high and mighty, yet this one was creepily timid.

I couldn't believe that for a brief moment when I saw him, I thought of him as a seductive man who oozed confidence. It must be something wrong with my eyes.

"Say something!", I snapped impatiently.

"I just need to get back in?"

"Yes.", I confirmed and remembered that I should probably set some rules. "Since you came with Rina, you can use my booth, but don't bring any of your sluts there."

His eyebrows rose in slow motion, and he smiled a little. "Are you… jealous?"

I felt like slapping him. Who is jealous?

I sneered. "You got this all wrong, dog. You can't bring your sluts in there because that's MY booth and that's the place where I bring MY sluts. Get it?"

His eyes flashed golden, and I thought that he might start shifting, but then he asked calmly, "Am I your slut?"

God, help me with this man!

His multiple personality disorder was driving me crazy.

"You wish! You can sit in that booth only because of Rina. Actually, you can enter that club only because of this princess here.", I pointed at myself, to make sure he gets it because it seems that his intelligence is rather low. "Oh, and after tonight, if we see each other, pretend you have no idea who I am."

I comforted myself by the thought that it's only for tonight. One-two hours at most, and I don't need to interact with him again.

I took a mental note that for future outings with Serina, I need to make sure that Drago's assistant does NOT come, or I will cancel the whole thing. 

We returned to the booth, and Sergio took his previous spot without making a fuss.

I flashed a smile at Serina. "There, he is back." I looked at cocktails hungrily. "And they are here. Let's toast for tonight!"

We clinked our glasses, Sergio included, and I downed my drink.

The heat on my tongue made me close my eyes and enjoy the moment. The alcohol is not enough to give me a buzz, but my taste buds are working just fine. The drink is delicious.

I saw that Sergio was staring at me again, but at this point, I decided to ignore him. Weirdo.

I observed the dancefloor and met a set of dark mysterious eyes directed my way. I love a guy who shows dominance at the first sight. The experience of breaking them down is the best.

I tilted my head and bit my lower lip seductively. I could see the guy's eyes widening and his Adam's apple bobbing, and I knew I had him.

Without breaking eye contact, I touched Serina's shoulder. "You kids have fun. I just found mine…"

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