Wulf nodded at the mention of the Dark-Huntress who was also assigned to the area. He wouldn't be able to stay long then, not unless Corbin was ready to leave.
Going inside, he went to say hi to her.
There was no band on stage tonight. Instead a DJ played loud, operatic music he vaguely remembered Chris calling Goth Metal.
The club was dark with bright strobe lights flashing. It played havoc with his Dark-Hunter sight, an attempt on Dante's part to keep Dark-Hunter interference at a minimum while they were in the club. Wulf pulled out his sunglasses and put them on to help alleviate some of the pain it caused him.
People danced on the floor, oblivious to everything around them.
"Greetings."
He jumped at the sound of Corbin's voice in his ear. The woman had the power of bending time and teleportation. She lived to surprise people by sneaking up on them.
He turned to see the extremely attractive redhead behind him. Tall, lithe, and deadly, Corbin had been a Greek queen in her human lifetime. She still had that regal bearing and a look of such haughty supremacy that it could make anyone feel like they should wash their hands before they touched her.
She'd died trying to save her country from invasion by some barbarian tribe who were no doubt the forerunners to his own people.
"Hi, Binny," he said, calling her by a nickname she only allowed a chosen few to use.
She placed a hand on his shoulder. "You okay? You look tired."
"I'm fine."
"I don't know. Maybe I ought to send Sara over to replace Chris for a few days and take care of you."
He covered her hand with his, warmed by her concern.
Sara Addams was her Squire. "That's all I need. A Squire who can't remember she's supposed to serve me."
"Oh, yeah," Corbin said, wrinkling her nose. "I forgot that one drawback."
"Don't worry. It's not Chris. I just haven't been able to sleep well."
"Sorry to hear that."
Wulf noticed several of the Weres were staring at them. "I think we're making them nervous."
She laughed as she looked around the club. "Maybe. But my money says that they sense what I do."
"Which is?"
"Something is going to happen here tonight. It's why I came in. Don't you feel it too?"
"I don't have that power."
"Be grateful then, it's a bitch." Corbin stepped away from him. "But since you're here, I'll step out for a breath of fresh air and leave the club to you. I don't want my powers drained."
"Later, then."
She nodded and in a flash vanished. He only hoped no human had seen her do that.
Wulf walked through the club feeling odd, detached. He didn't know why he was here. It was so stupid.
He might as well leave too.
Turning around, he froze...
Cassandra had felt so weird being in the Inferno tonight. Her mind kept flashing back to the night before. Even Kat was sensing her discomfort.