VALEN's POV
I don't know how I found her so easily. If someone put a gun to my head I couldn't explain it. But I was walking down the street and suddenly I turned in the opposite direction, nearly knocking people over.
Something inside of me pulled me to this place, and I knew as soon as I opened the door that she was here and she was anxious.
Maybe it's the slayer bloodline or the instincts that I've honed over the years, but it all led me to her. The city is big enough that she could have been in one of a thousand places, but she wasn't. She was in the bar I knew I needed to go to and she was hungry for me.
"What are you doing here?" she says as she tilts her head back to look at me.
I can sense that she's calm now and whatever stressed her out just seconds ago isn't there anymore. She's warm and pliable and I want to bend her over the stool and sink into her.
