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fight, she changed. We made love right there on the forest floor and I knew my life would never be the same.”
Jessie spoke quickly before his pause turned into another “staring deeply into each other’s eyes for three days” moment. “So you broke up with Salome. Then what happened?”
“She tried to kill us, of course. Some of our friends tried to help her, and Margot’s pack cast her out when she refused to leave me. It seemed like it was us against the world. Finally, somebody poisoned me. We’re not even sure who. We left the area as soon as I was able. It’s taking time for me to return to full strength.”
“What was used to poison you?” Kirkbride interjected.
“Like I’m going to let him tell you,” Jessie snapped. “You got yourself a gang here or what? I’ve seen the police files. I know it’s more than just the two of you.”
“You have to understand, Margot is a social creature. She needs companionship, the love and affection of a—”
Jessie cut him off. “You created a pack,” she said.
Margot shot back, “We created a family!”
Jessie stood, arms crossed, her gaze drilling into Margot. “He made new vampires, and I bet you’ve had time to make a werewolf or two, haven’t you?”
Margot answered with only a defiant glare.
Brandon gave a nervous cough. He raised the hand of his uninjured arm. “Uh, I have a question.”
Without looking at him Jessie answered his unspoken question. “You’re fine. They can change into a wolf any time but they can only make other wolves on a full moon.”
Rowdy craned around to whisper to Kirkbride, “There’s a full moon in two days.”
“Yes, there is.” Margot gave Brandon an inviting smile. “I’d love to see you then.”
“Sorry, I’m busy that night,” he replied.
“You’re not making any more additions to your pack.” Jessie addressed Draven. Whether he’d ever met the king or not, he owed fealty to the Vampire Court, and lived or died at the king’s pleasure. He knew that, but apparently needed reminding. “You think you’ve got yourselves a nice little blended multispecies family here when what you really have is a freak show. I’m drawing the curtain on it.”
Draven stood, hands on his hips. He shook his head, his voice full of disappointment and disgust. “I’m so tired of this. All the hatred, the bigotry.”
“If you say ‘why can’t we all get along’ I’ll rip your throat out right here and now,” Jessie said.
“Why the hell can’t we? Why does everyone at the Court of Monsters have to hate each other?” He pointed at Margot. “Aren’t we proof it doesn’t have to be that way? Vampires and werewolves can coexist. You know, I bet if the two of you got to know each other, you’d be friends.” He missed the dubious look on Margot’s face.
Jessie gave a short, mocking laugh. “What, you think we’d go shopping together, knock back a couple of Cosmos, watch some TV?” She looked at Margot. “What do you think, Hooch?”
The werewolf stood. “I bet you can guess what I think.”
The five humans came to their feet, Rowdy still aiming the shotgun at Margot, Lenny and Haywood holding crossbows trained on Draven. Jessie glanced at them, thinking Kirkbride looked ready to rumble and worried no one would think to get the injured Brandon out of the way once this turned into a fight.
Jessie faced Draven. “I don’t care if you call this a family or what. It’s out of control. You’ve got too many, and they’re killing too many. You know we can’t have this kind of attention.”
Draven shook his head, laughing. “You can’t be worried about mortals. What can they do to us? They can’t touch us.”
“Hundreds of years ago our kind were nearly wiped off the face of the planet by illiterate peasants armed with crosses, swords and fire! What do you think modern mortals could do, with the weapons they would have at their disposal? Have you even thought about what exposure might mean
Jessie spoke quickly before his pause turned into another “staring deeply into each other’s eyes for three days” moment. “So you broke up with Salome. Then what happened?”
“She tried to kill us, of course. Some of our friends tried to help her, and Margot’s pack cast her out when she refused to leave me. It seemed like it was us against the world. Finally, somebody poisoned me. We’re not even sure who. We left the area as soon as I was able. It’s taking time for me to return to full strength.”
“What was used to poison you?” Kirkbride interjected.
“Like I’m going to let him tell you,” Jessie snapped. “You got yourself a gang here or what? I’ve seen the police files. I know it’s more than just the two of you.”
“You have to understand, Margot is a social creature. She needs companionship, the love and affection of a—”
Jessie cut him off. “You created a pack,” she said.
Margot shot back, “We created a family!”
Jessie stood, arms crossed, her gaze drilling into Margot. “He made new vampires, and I bet you’ve had time to make a werewolf or two, haven’t you?”
Margot answered with only a defiant glare.
Brandon gave a nervous cough. He raised the hand of his uninjured arm. “Uh, I have a question.”
Without looking at him Jessie answered his unspoken question. “You’re fine. They can change into a wolf any time but they can only make other wolves on a full moon.”
Rowdy craned around to whisper to Kirkbride, “There’s a full moon in two days.”
“Yes, there is.” Margot gave Brandon an inviting smile. “I’d love to see you then.”
“Sorry, I’m busy that night,” he replied.
“You’re not making any more additions to your pack.” Jessie addressed Draven. Whether he’d ever met the king or not, he owed fealty to the Vampire Court, and lived or died at the king’s pleasure. He knew that, but apparently needed reminding. “You think you’ve got yourselves a nice little blended multispecies family here when what you really have is a freak show. I’m drawing the curtain on it.”
Draven stood, hands on his hips. He shook his head, his voice full of disappointment and disgust. “I’m so tired of this. All the hatred, the bigotry.”
“If you say ‘why can’t we all get along’ I’ll rip your throat out right here and now,” Jessie said.
“Why the hell can’t we? Why does everyone at the Court of Monsters have to hate each other?” He pointed at Margot. “Aren’t we proof it doesn’t have to be that way? Vampires and werewolves can coexist. You know, I bet if the two of you got to know each other, you’d be friends.” He missed the dubious look on Margot’s face.
Jessie gave a short, mocking laugh. “What, you think we’d go shopping together, knock back a couple of Cosmos, watch some TV?” She looked at Margot. “What do you think, Hooch?”
The werewolf stood. “I bet you can guess what I think.”
The five humans came to their feet, Rowdy still aiming the shotgun at Margot, Lenny and Haywood holding crossbows trained on Draven. Jessie glanced at them, thinking Kirkbride looked ready to rumble and worried no one would think to get the injured Brandon out of the way once this turned into a fight.
Jessie faced Draven. “I don’t care if you call this a family or what. It’s out of control. You’ve got too many, and they’re killing too many. You know we can’t have this kind of attention.”
Draven shook his head, laughing. “You can’t be worried about mortals. What can they do to us? They can’t touch us.”
“Hundreds of years ago our kind were nearly wiped off the face of the planet by illiterate peasants armed with crosses, swords and fire! What do you think modern mortals could do, with the weapons they would have at their disposal? Have you even thought about what exposure might mean
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