Chapter 891

　　Tabitha sat in the dim bar waiting for Austin. A slim cigarette was dangling from her fingers. Smoke swirled around her. 　　She was quiet and radiated a lethal scent of cold rose and dangerous musk, which made every man in the room on edge. 　　They tried to drift closer, catching her scent, but Tabitha's soft yet razor-sharp scent kept them at bay. 　　Except for one drunk man. 　　Perhaps he had too much to drink that his senses turned dull for the moment and failed to receive the warnings she was giving off. 　　He leaned in, stinking of sweat, reaching for her. 　　Tabitha's brow twitched. Without looking at him, she ground her lit cigarette directly into the back of the man's hand. 　　"You're wasted," she asked with a sweet smile. For a split second, her pupils flashed into vertical slits in the low light. "Let me help you clear your head." 　　A scream tore through the music. The drunk yanked his hand back, roaring, "You bitch! You burned me!" 　　He raised a hand, trying to slap her, but