Clueless Psychic

Chapter Four

CHAPTER 4

Ten minutes later, I was in Kian's penthouse, sitting on his couch.

"What the hell was that about?" I demanded. I was upset that my party had ended so abruptly.

"Catherine, I sensed you were in danger, and I wanted to see you out safely." Well, that wasn't much of an explanation.

"You sensed? You sensed!" My voice got louder with every word I spoke. Kian came and kneeled before me on the floor, taking my hands in his.

"Someone wants to kill you." His blunt words didn't surprise me, but some sugarcoating would have been nice. I thought about what he had said.

"Who would want to kill me? What could I have possibly done to warrant such an action?"

Furthermore, who would want to hurt me while in Kian's company or a room full of big, bad vampires and werewolves? I thought about that and concluded that perhaps one of those big bad vampires was indeed the person trying to kill me.

"Kian," I asked quietly. "Why would one of your friends want me dead?" My voice went eerily soft. Knowing that at any given moment I would snap, I forced myself to stay calm. It wasn't easy, but I managed. Part of the reason was that I didn't want to break into hysterics in front of the other four vampires in the room. Sure, it would have been my right to do so, but I did not want to appear weak in public.

"Catherine, not everyone at the party is my friend. Some are business associates, and some are acquaintances from many years back."

He tried to explain how it was something they did, mixing business with pleasure. However, it was my party, right? I mean, shouldn't he have thought of inviting only friends?

"But I thought it was my party," I said, holding back a big whine.

"It is, a stòr, but –" he began to speak but stopped before he could say anything else. Instead, he looked at his men and asked them to leave. I felt all sorts of anxious at that moment. There were two reasons for that. One, what he was about to tell me was huge. Two, I was going to be alone with him. I didn't want to be because of what I had felt in the car earlier. I had never really thought of him in a sexual way.

I'm lying. I have done so on more than one occasion. However, after putting Kian in the friend zone, those thoughts disappeared. But I digress. Could it have been because of all the nice things he had done for me? I wasn't sure, but it was something to think about later.

After his men left, he stood and walked to the window. I was sure of one thing: I wouldn't like what he had to say, and I think he knew it. After a moment of complete silence, he turned to me and asked me to join him. I took off my shoes and padded over barefoot.

Curling my toes into the carpet, I glanced out the window.

"What do you see out there, Catherine?" he asked, breaking the silence.

"I see the city," I replied, keeping the sarcasm to a bare minimum. What kind of question was that?

He remained staring out the window as if lost in thought. He smiled, shook his head, and then looked at me.

"It's not just the city, Catherine. It's my city. There is a power struggle within the vampire community as we speak." I felt like time had stopped, and I was thrown into the Twilight Zone.

"What do you mean by your city? And what does that have to do with me?"

He ran his hand down my arm, but I moved away. I wanted answers, not a soothing touch. I was built of sterner stuff, after all. At least, that is what I wanted to believe.