Pulse - Chapter One
Pounding beats, bright flashing lights and the sour stench of a crush of bodies; the club was alive once more. Though, there were few times when the club was actually dead. Every night, regardless of the day of the week, a stampede of people would pour...
Pulse - Chapter Two
He woke up with a headache and sunlight on his face. Reed yawned widely, hearing the slightest hint of a canine vocalization as he did so and growled at the sound. _Fucking Russians_. He thought for the millionth time. He scratched his whitish, furry...