LRAB Chapter 279: Temptations unleashed (Bonus chapter!)
Chapter 279: Temptations unleashed (Bonus chapter!)
As he pondered upon it more, he began to consider a few things.
Could this hulking, weathered vampire truly understand the harrowing metamorphosis raging within him? Did he really grasp the scope of the turmoil threatening to tear Blake asunder from the inside out?
As if sensing the swirling doubts, Gunther offered him a lopsided grin, the expression reminding Blake jarringly of the carefree youth he glimpsed lurking behind his coarse exterior now and then.
"Enough of the brooding pontificating for one day, eh?" Gunther chuckled, rising fluidly from the bed with a sly glint in his eye. "I've got a proposition that'll do your maudlin soul a world of good: how's about we blow off this dreary safe house for a few hours? Give yourself a chance to blow off some real steam?"
Blake arched a skeptical brow at his companion, crossing his arms over his barrelled chest. "Didn't Reggie pass the instruction that no one should step out? And by "No one" I mean ME?. And just what, pray tell, did you have in mind?"
Gunther's grin stretched even wider, taking on a distinctly wolfish quality.
"Well now, isn't that the million dollar question? And is Reggie here to stop us from having fun?" He rumbled, eyeing Blake with undisguised mischief. "How's about you keep an open mind and let me be the judge of that?"
Before Blake could muster a rejoinder, Gunther strode purposefully towards the bedroom door, throwing a roguish wink over his shoulder.
"Go on and change into something less...domestic," he all but purred. "Meet me back out here in five".
Gunther's mischievous grin was the only warning before he led Blake out into the inky night. The safe house rules lay shattered in their wake as they made their way to the heart of the city's pulsing nightlife scene.
Neon lights flickered and danced off rain-soaked streets, beckoning them into the trendy club district. The rhythmic thump of bass lines grew louder with every step. Shadows clustered around the entrances like carnivorous plants, clouds of smoke and indistinct murmurs betraying the debauchery within.
Blake hung back, pulling his hat low over his pale features - a feeble attempt to conceal his unnatural new appearance. Rogue streaks of midnight cut through his once brown tresses. Gunther had made some offhand joke about him dipping his hair in paint because he now possess strands of black and white hair, but they both knew there was nothing accidental about these changes.
Gunther slowed his gait to fall in step with his brooding companion. "Don't get all sulky on me now. You've been cooped up too long - you need to cut loose for once."
Blake shot him a sidelong glance from beneath his cap's brim. "And a nightclub is your brilliant solution? You know what I'm capable of now...what I crave."
The lady moved with predatory grace, eyes locked on Blake's as she closed the distance between them. A single fingertip traced a scorching path up his chest as she leaned in until her lips were a hair's breadth from his. "Aren't you going to buy a girl a drink?"
Blake managed a thick swallow, caught between rapture and dread at her proximity.
The lady asked seductively, "Come on handsome, let's dance"
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*Author's note*
Wow...wow...wow.!!
What a month!!
Thank you all for the wonderful support!
The gifts, particularly the two magic castles we got. Thank you so much! That has changed the tragectory of this book completely.
The golden tickets. They just kept on coming!!
Thank you so much!!
My first book on here and first time writing and I get this much support! God Bless you all!!
We move on!!
This coming month is about to be hit!!