Free Lost (The Allure Chronicles Book 3) by Alyssa Rose Ivy Page A

would anyone want to kill me?’
    Roland leaned back against his seat. “Because you might be dangerous.”
    “How could I be dangerous?” The only people I was a danger to were human men. I seemed to get them so amped up with desire that they did idiotic things.
    “We still don’t really understand what you are.” Violet looked at something in the rearview mirror.
    I turned around to see what she was looking at. The Camaro was right behind us. “I’m an Allure.”
    “Not fully.”
    “Then I’m partially human.” I had to be something.
    “Or so we think…”
    “What’s that supposed to mean?” Nothing they could say would surprise me anymore, but I wasn’t looking forward to finding out I was anything more complicated. It wouldn’t bode well to ending the numbness.
    “It means that it’s possible there was something else in the paste.” Violet changed lanes again.
    “You constantly revise things. Change the rules. It’s never ending.” It was an endless cycle.
    “That’s not entirely true.” Violet glanced at me before returning her eyes to the road.
    “How is it so hard to know what was in the paste? Isn’t there someone who could figure that out?” The Allures knew all about Seduction’s Kiss. Didn’t that mean they knew what was in it?
    “Louie,” Hugh said in an exaggerated low voice. “Although for all we know he hired the Seer.”
    “Wait. What?”
    “No way. He would have brought her in himself. This isn’t Louie.” Roland sounded completely confident.
    “If we had brought her to him right away we wouldn’t be dealing with this anyway.” Hugh shook his head.
    “Who cares?” I shrugged, still turned toward the back. “Just stop the car, and I’ll face him.”
    “What’s wrong with you?” Roland’s expression darkened.
    “What do you mean? I’m an Allure. I don’t care about anything.”
    “That’s not true.” Violet pulled my attention back to the front. “I already told you about the self-preservation…”
    “She doesn’t have any.” Hugh chortled. “She’s so screwed up. She doesn’t even have all the good parts of being an Allure.”
    “If I’m so screwed up then why would anyone care if we stopped? I don’t want to run. Let’s get this over with.” Delaying the inevitable was pointless, and it would only give the numbness more time to worsen. I’d spent far too much time running. It was time to face reality and whatever was waiting for me.
    Violet sped up and the sports car followed. “Where do you want to do this?”
    “How about we stick to the original plan?” Roland suggested.
    “Lead him all the way to Birmingham?” That seemed extreme.
    “Why not? Violet, you have friends there still, right?” Hugh asked. “If the Seer means trouble we’ll have backup.”
    “Wait, what friends of yours could still be alive?” From what I knew Violet had been alive for far more than a normal lifetime.
    Violet nodded. “They’re not friends from my real life. Friends from the last time I was in town.”
    “Oh.” That made more sense. There was so much about Violet I still didn’t understand. Her storytelling had stopped too soon.
    “They are older. Not immortal, but slow aging.”
    “How many different types of creatures are there?” Clearly there were tons I’d never heard of.
    “Far too many to name, especially when you include the hybrids and the offshoots,” Violet explained.
    “Have you met every type there is?” I was sure Violet had stories about each kind she had met.
    “Not by a long shot.” Violet laughed. “But I’ve met quite a few. You have to be careful though. Allures aren’t universally liked.”
    “I’m sure.” I already knew of a Pteron or two who weren’t fans.
    “Many creatures want our immortality and will go to great lengths to try to get it from us,” Hugh warned.
    “Or your essence.” I thought of Taylor.
    “That too.”
    “Are there secret skills I don’t know about yet? Ways to defend myself?”