Blue Flames

Bonus Chapter 2

I couldn't arrive to the agents' living quarters soon enough. I exited before Harvey fully stopped the car.

"Go home, Harvey. I'll find my way back," I told him then closed the door before he could share his words of wisdom about the reasons why I shouldn't involve myself with a human.

The area around the building was deserted. Most windows were dark. Which one of them was hers?

The receptionist sat behind his desk, his eyes on the book in his hands. He glanced up from his reading, did a double take, then scrambled to his feet, his chair clattering to the ground.

"Elle Sanders," I told him. "Keys."

Pale faced, he rummaged through a drawer and gave me the key with a trembling hand. Leaving the hyperventilating vampire behind, I made my way up the stairs to the human's room.

The door opened, and I paused, taking deep whiffs of her scent. Demonic blood and gore had been a thick layer on her body earlier. But now, in her own space, her smell was distinct.

The shower was on deep inside the apartment. So that was why she didn't come charging at me.

Closing the door behind me, I cocked my head to the side. There was something about her scent... It was like smelling a perfume before opening the bottle. Her smell was distinguishable, but it felt as though it'd been... diluted. Interesting.

I strolled through the small apartment. The light was on, and the space smelled of her and of clove oil. A nice combination.

I stood on the doorstep of her bedroom. Should I go in? No. She would come out of that shower with blazing knives if she sensed my presence, and I wanted to have a chat with her clear-headed.

I turned off the light and sat down on a chair at the dining table. Leaning back until the chair stood on one leg, I closed my eyes and waited, impatient.

Aah, how long had it been since I was this thrilled about something?

The shower stopped. A couple of minutes later, the bathroom door opened and footsteps sounded inside her bedroom.

She paused at the doorway. I opened my eyes. I could see well enough in the darkness. Not as well as a shapeshifter, but better than most vampire.

The little human female crouched in the doorway. Knives flashed in her hands. She was a fast draw. She zeroed in on me a second later. How did she know where he was?

"It's rude to come in uninvited."

I chuckled. That smart mouth of hers. I snapped my fingers, turning the lights on. She narrowed her eyes, then gave me a smile as fake as it was sweet. "No housewarming gift? I'm disappointed."

I smiled. "A big mouth for such a small human."

I trailed my gaze down her body. Unlike the baggy hoodie she'd been dressed in earlier, she now donned a fitted sweatshirt and cargo pants. She was short, even for a human, but her body moved with a suppleness that belied a superior physical aptitude.

My eyes followed the curves of her body. She might move like a soldier, but she was definitely female.

My type in women had always leaned towards the sensual beauties, Most of whom were experts in taking advantage of their looks and femininity to get what they wanted.

This human, Elle Sanders, was more likely to use her weapons.

"Mhm, they keep telling me that," she said, narrowing those bright eyes my way. She really did not act like I expected a human would. Even immortals trembled in my presence. Was she simply reckless, or was there something that made her confident in the face of a powerful immortal?