"ID," I said the beautiful vampire before me, containing my exhilaration for the four-digit number over her head. That's a first.

"Hello, Lady Bouncer," Beauty purred, attempting to catch my eye. "You tough?"

A tug in my gut kept my eyes averted. I was hungry, not foolish. Ever confident, I had the bar back take over. His age, 26, floated above his head.

"Wanna see?" I drawled.

In the alley, we touched. Energy pulsed through us. I ignored it, needing her power.

"Demon, stop!" she said weakly.

My focus on our sex, my sustenance, wavered in the energy current.

Could I kill my soulmate?