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irrational behavior and would return her to Dusti.
“No. My clan will have heard about what happened and should be searching for us by now. We’ll head in the direction they’ll be coming from, to hopefully meet up with them before your grandfather sends some of his clan this way.”
She groaned, not hiding it. “This again? Listen to me, Kraven.”
She paused, waiting for him to meet her gaze. He did and she saw how his eyes narrowed, his expression angry.
“There’s not some supernatural plot at play here. We were on a plane and it crashed. Maybe you hit your head a little harder than I did so you’re not thinking straight. Maybe some of the shit you saw in your line of work, if you’re really a cop, made you escape from reality into this fantasy world. I know you sometimes have to actually do drugs if you’re working narcotics. Some guys get addicted or it screws with their minds. I get it. I’m a defense attorney. I know just how inhuman some assholes can be, capable of doing things most of mainstream society are better off not knowing about. They’d never have another night’s peaceful sleep.
“Now, I’m sure my grandfather is a rotten bastard who probably earned his money by being a heartless prick. The rich often step on people to get to the top. Whatever your reasons for not liking him, I don’t blame you. He isn’t my favorite person either. But you need to return me to the crash site and to my sister. I won’t press charges. You saved me from being killed. I’m giving you credit for that.”
He blinked. It was better than lunging at her to lift her off her feet again. The rock he used as a makeshift table had the knife sitting there. He wrapped his hand around the handle and her heart skipped a beat.
He cut into the rabbit instead of trying to stab her .
“Your mother was a VampLycan. You’re half one. It’s not your fault that you don’t know your heritage, if you weren’t told. I’ll give you credit for that . There are four clans of us, and one clan of GarLycans. We live in peace since Aveoth helps us keep it. Your grandfather wants to rule every clan; that’s why he’ll hand you over to Aveoth. You’re his one weakness because of the blood addiction.”
She swallowed hard, biting back a sarcastic comment. He wasn’t going to be rational.
“I’m almost tempted to hand you over to Aveoth myself at this point, to make my own little deal. He’d kill Decker if I asked him to, with you as leverage, but I’m just not that cruel. You wouldn’t survive a month with the GarLycan. You’d open your mouth one time too many and he’d kill you in a fit of rage. I doubt he’d be able to form any kind of attachment to you that would stir his protective instincts enough to overrule his temper.
“Marvilella, your grandmother, was part of my clan once. She mated with Decker trying to keep peace between his clan and the others. Decker was unstable even back then. He killed her in the end. Your grandfather has no honor, Bat. He also has no love or compassion in his heart. He doesn’t have one. He’d force you into a hellish existence, as long as he got the support of the GarLycans to take out any opposition from the other three clans.”
She sighed.
“You don’t want to find out how honest I really am if Decker’s enforcers find us first. There would be a battle to the death.”
“Right.”
“You’re going to do as I say.” He shoved meat on a stick he’d sharpened with the knife, holding it over the flames to roast. “Sit down and allow me to feed you.”
She sat. The rabbit smelled delicious and she was starving. He passed her the stick.
“Careful. Blow. It’s hot.”
“I just watched you cook it. I’m not an idiot.”
He frowned, putting another piece into the flames. “I didn’t say you were. You don’t seem the type to eat outdoors much.”
“Try never.” She blew on the meat and used her fingernails to protect the tips of her fingers while she tested a
“No. My clan will have heard about what happened and should be searching for us by now. We’ll head in the direction they’ll be coming from, to hopefully meet up with them before your grandfather sends some of his clan this way.”
She groaned, not hiding it. “This again? Listen to me, Kraven.”
She paused, waiting for him to meet her gaze. He did and she saw how his eyes narrowed, his expression angry.
“There’s not some supernatural plot at play here. We were on a plane and it crashed. Maybe you hit your head a little harder than I did so you’re not thinking straight. Maybe some of the shit you saw in your line of work, if you’re really a cop, made you escape from reality into this fantasy world. I know you sometimes have to actually do drugs if you’re working narcotics. Some guys get addicted or it screws with their minds. I get it. I’m a defense attorney. I know just how inhuman some assholes can be, capable of doing things most of mainstream society are better off not knowing about. They’d never have another night’s peaceful sleep.
“Now, I’m sure my grandfather is a rotten bastard who probably earned his money by being a heartless prick. The rich often step on people to get to the top. Whatever your reasons for not liking him, I don’t blame you. He isn’t my favorite person either. But you need to return me to the crash site and to my sister. I won’t press charges. You saved me from being killed. I’m giving you credit for that.”
He blinked. It was better than lunging at her to lift her off her feet again. The rock he used as a makeshift table had the knife sitting there. He wrapped his hand around the handle and her heart skipped a beat.
He cut into the rabbit instead of trying to stab her .
“Your mother was a VampLycan. You’re half one. It’s not your fault that you don’t know your heritage, if you weren’t told. I’ll give you credit for that . There are four clans of us, and one clan of GarLycans. We live in peace since Aveoth helps us keep it. Your grandfather wants to rule every clan; that’s why he’ll hand you over to Aveoth. You’re his one weakness because of the blood addiction.”
She swallowed hard, biting back a sarcastic comment. He wasn’t going to be rational.
“I’m almost tempted to hand you over to Aveoth myself at this point, to make my own little deal. He’d kill Decker if I asked him to, with you as leverage, but I’m just not that cruel. You wouldn’t survive a month with the GarLycan. You’d open your mouth one time too many and he’d kill you in a fit of rage. I doubt he’d be able to form any kind of attachment to you that would stir his protective instincts enough to overrule his temper.
“Marvilella, your grandmother, was part of my clan once. She mated with Decker trying to keep peace between his clan and the others. Decker was unstable even back then. He killed her in the end. Your grandfather has no honor, Bat. He also has no love or compassion in his heart. He doesn’t have one. He’d force you into a hellish existence, as long as he got the support of the GarLycans to take out any opposition from the other three clans.”
She sighed.
“You don’t want to find out how honest I really am if Decker’s enforcers find us first. There would be a battle to the death.”
“Right.”
“You’re going to do as I say.” He shoved meat on a stick he’d sharpened with the knife, holding it over the flames to roast. “Sit down and allow me to feed you.”
She sat. The rabbit smelled delicious and she was starving. He passed her the stick.
“Careful. Blow. It’s hot.”
“I just watched you cook it. I’m not an idiot.”
He frowned, putting another piece into the flames. “I didn’t say you were. You don’t seem the type to eat outdoors much.”
“Try never.” She blew on the meat and used her fingernails to protect the tips of her fingers while she tested a
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