Cover Art by Angela Knight
Pru Gordon has spent the last ten years under the dominant rule of the Relic Group, learning and honing her unique telepathic skills. Now that she’s graduated from the order and is a fully licensed Reliant Agent, she is free to shed the ill-fitting skin of a submissive and be the alpha she must to succeed at Ovelia — the hottest BDSM club in Atlanta. Being a dominatrix gives her perfect access to the Nightside she polices. And it lets her fulfill her fantasies at the same time. It’s the perfect life.
Until the night she meets Gage Mills and Ro Thomas. The two vampires’ cadres have been at war for a century, putting the safety of both humans and the Nightside in jeopardy. Both men are definitely top-dog types, so Pru’s heart beats hard when HQ assigns her the job of Collaring them. Despite the tiny voice in her mind suggesting she might be in over her head, Pru is determined to close the case.
When two of the darkest predators around meet up with the best Controller alive, things are bound to get messy… Just what the Domme ordered.
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The sleek glide of vinyl over hairless flesh brought a smile to Pru’s lips. God, it felt good to dress the way she wanted. After ten years in training with the Relic Group, putting on a potato sack would feel good, as long as she chose it.
Pru pulled the zipper of her thigh high boot up before stomping both shoes against the floor and tugging at their tops. Legs properly ensconced, she turned around to look at herself in the mirror.
“Very nice.”
With one last glance, Pru left her apartment, slapping her palm against the identpad to lock the door. As she made her way to the parking garage, she couldn’t help but smile again. She worked at the hottest BDSM club in the country, Ovelia. Situated on the outskirts of downtown Atlanta, the club drew customers not just from the city, or the state, but also from all over the world.
Her work at Ovelia paid very well, and as she approached her prize possession, she couldn’t help but purr with satisfaction. The hovercycle was unbelievably expensive, but worth every dime.
She slid her body onto the low-slung vehicle, starting the antigrav field and lifting off in the same smooth motion. The ride to her job took less than ten minutes, but it was ten minutes spent in complete joy. She pulled into the parking garage and powered down the cycle. With one last look, she made her way to the employee entrance.
Pru waved to Bertie, the lupercan bouncer, on her way in. He was wolfed-out, nothing odd about that, but the bright pink collar was new.
“Nice accessory, Bertie.” She smiled when he preened at her comment.
“Thanks, Pru. I wanted to try something different.”
“It looks good. What’s George think?”
The heavily muscled, hair-covered lupercan crossed his arms. “He likes me in pink.”
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