Jasmine ignored the icy chill of the precipitation as she strode quickly along the sidewalk, delicious anticipation rising within her as she came in sight of The Voodoo Lounge. Several feet behind her walked a trio of bodyguards, members of her pack. Though none of them had dared to say so, she knew they all thought she was insane to relish the coming conflict.Jasmine cared not at all. Once she had learned that Olivia and the humans had escaped, it had only been a matter of time before they clashed. If it was to come, she thought, better it be on her terms. She was certainly not going to run away. Instead, she would bait the trap and let them come to her, the more public the better.There was something marvelous about it all. She knew they would come. They knew she knew. Yet what would they be willing to risk? That was the true question in this game of predator and prey.The line in front of The Voodoo Lounge was down the steps, along the sidewalk and around the corner, and most of the young revelers hoping to make it inside were human.
