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OUT OF CONTROL
ALEXANDRA IVY
Prologue
Valhalla was the stuff ofcompound was a safe house for those people too "special" to be e for the children and adults unwanted by their families) Everyone knew that it was a home for freaks
Witches, psychics, necrorounds protected by a layer of powerful spells It was a source of fear and fascination for the entire world, but most especially for the citizens of the small, Midwest toho could catch the shi off the protective doht of the freaks entering and leaving the coh to spy on them from a distance
There were, of course, citizens who called for the entire place to be nuked
The freaks were dangerous, with powers that none of them truly understood Who knehat the monsters would do if someone pissed them off?
There were others who said they should be locked away and studied like lab rats Perhaps their mutations could be used to help normal people
Most, however, preferred to ignore Valhalla and the high-bloods--as they preferred to be called--living behind the dome
Until, of course, they needed thehtclub near the University of Missouri wasn’t anything to brag about Hell, it wasn’troof held up by four walls and a prayer In the center was a cra bar ran the length of the wall Up the narrow staircase you could find pool tables and a few old-ti lot the dealers strolled froal out
Seated in a booth nearly obscured by shadows, Angela Locke watched the crowd of college students bu her eye twitch
Not that she wasn’t enjoying herself, she sternly chided herself She ht be a few years older than most of the kids in the club, but that didn’t ht?
On cue she winced as two girls shrieked with laughter at a nearby table, the aggravating sound soerly crowded around their table
Okay, this wasn’t really her scene
She’d spent the h-tech labs, which meant she was more comfortable with petri dishes and hts were interrupted as she belatedly realized she was no longer alone
Glancing up, she ner’s exasperated frown The pretty, pleasantly rounded blonde was one of Angela’s few friends at the university In the process of recovering fro classes to earn her teaching degree
"Oh, for God’s sake," Megan co you here to hide in the corner"
Angela wrinkled her nose "I’d rather hide in corners than parkalone"
Megan folded her arht red dress and her blonde curls allowed to fall freely over her shoulders
"You wouldn’t be alone if you didn’t put out vibes that you’re--"
"A geek? A nerd? A first-class egghead?" Angela offered wryly
"Unavailable"
"Are you kidding?" Angela shot a glance down at her jade stretchy top that was scooped low enough to reveal the soft curve of her breasts and the too-tight jeans that threatened her circulation "In this outfit I not only look available, I look like I charge by the hour"
"It’s not your clothes It’s your attitude"
Angela blinked Attitude? She didn’t know she had an attitude
"What do you wantAngela with the same stern expression she used on her students at the local preschool
"Pay attention to the ela tried to squelch the renegade blush that stole beneath her cheeks
"I don’t knohat you mean"