𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌
❝like a moth to a flame, she always returns to me❞
Dakota Elkins is no stranger to the supernatural with her being a telepath and vampires out of the coffin, but when one winds his way into her cousins...
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DAKOTA HAD NO IDEA HOW JASON ACCUMULATED ALL THESE WEAPONS IN HIS SHED, BUT SOMEHOW SHE WASN'T SURPRISED AS SHE WATCHED HIM LOAD THEM INTO THE BACK OF HIS TRUCK. He had put on gloves, a black beanie and a bandolier around his upper body while Dakota had only slid on one of his hoodies.
The drive to Merlotte's wasn't more than fifteen minutes from his home and evening was quickly approaching as the sun disappeared behind the horizon.
"Can I have the chainsaw?" asked Jason, excitedly.
Dakota peered at him with a grimace, furrowing her brows before asking, "What are you going to do with that? Cut off everyone's arms when they cross us?"
Jason shrugged nonchalantly. "If I have too."
The blonde pulled a face as her cousin parked his truck a little to the side of the bar and grill. They hopped out, seeing the lights were on inside, various questionable noises coming from within the building. It was busy tonight, even though Sookie had said the bar had been closed for a few days now.
"Let see," mumbled Jason, eyes raking over his weapon stash in the back. He even brought explosives and Dakota thought that might be a bit excessive. He stuffed a gun in his belt, a knife in his boot and held a staple gun in his left hand before handing her the shotgun. "Do you know how to use one these?"
"Yes," she nodded. "Lafayette taught me a few years ago."
"Why would he teach you how to shoot?"
"It's a scary world out there." she shrugged.
They went around the back, Jason in front holding onto his chainsaw and staple gun tightly. The door stood ajar and they shared a glance before sneaking inside Merlotte's. There was music playing, and cheers coming from the front. Terry Bellefleur walked at the end of the hall, chugging a bottle of something but he didn't notice the two of them enter.
The kitchen was on their left and Dakota peered inside, spotting Jane bodehouse, eyes like the devil as she knocked on the freezer. "Sam? Do you know anybody named Peanut Burch?" she cackled to herself. "I wish I could remember. I know there is something I was supposed to do."
"What in the world." breathed Dakota, wondering what kind of creature could control an entire town all by themselves.
Jane had left and they entered the kitchen, looking over the wall to see what on earth everyone was doing. 'Oh, mama.' came from Jason as their eyes widened. Half of the town was there, most were butt naked, touching each other with every inch of skin they could manage. It was one big orgy and she gagged at the sight.
They were doing it on the bar top, pool tables and even on the floor, it was horrid. Arlene was dry humping Terry, giggling like a dumb schoolgirl as she did so.
