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Standing in the library&039;s archway, Butch did his best not to flat-out stare at Marissa, but it was tough Especially because she was sitting next to Rehvenge
He tried to distract hi she was in was full of highfliers Christ, looked like a political summit, except for the fact that they were all dressed to the nines, especially the fe on these chicks
And then the drauy at the head of the table looked over, saw Lash, and went corpse-white Rising slowly, he seemed to have lost his voice As had everyone else in the rooiving Lash a shake "About your boy&039;s extracurricular activities"
Rehvenge stood up "We sure as hell do"
This broke up thelike an axe to an ice block Lash&039;s dad whipped out of the library and hurry Rhage, Rehvenge, and the kid into a sitting rooot up from the table and started to mill around None of them looked happy, and most of them shot hard looks in Marissa&039;s direction
Which made Butch want to teach the froht, his nostrils flared and he sifted through the air, finding Marissa&039;s scent and absorbing it into every pore he had Naturally, his body went apeshit being so near her, the daent Shit, it was all he could do to get his ars to stay put Especially as he felt her look at him
When a cool breeze tunneled into the house, Butch realized the huge front door was still open froht, he kneas better for hiiven how badly he wanted to pound¡ªgrind these snobs for treating Marissa with coldness
He walked out of the house and took aground for a while before doubling back toward the house He stopped as he caer alone
Marissa stepped from behind the SUV "Hello, Butch"
Jesus, she was so beautiful Especially up close like this
"Hey, Marissa" He put his hands in the pockets of his leather coat And thought about how he missed her Wanted her Craved her And not just for sex
"Butch I¡ª"
Abruptly, he tensed, his eyes picking up on so across the lawn A man a white-haired man a lesser
"Shit," Butch hissed In a rush, he grabbed Marissa and started hauling her back toward the house
"What are you doing¡ª" As soon as she saw the lesser, she stopped fighting hie and V to get their asses out here And lock that fucking door" He gave her a shove and wheeled around, not taking a breath until he heard a heavy sla pushed home
Well, what do you know It was the Fore-lesser co up the lawn
Man, he wished he didn&039;t have an audience Because before he killed the guy, he really wanted to tear him apart as payback Eye for an eye, so to speak
As the bastard got closer, the slayer lifted his hands in surrender, but Butch didn&039;t buy the act Or the one- to find a whole legion of slayers on the grounds Surprisingly, there were none
Still, he felt safer as V and Rhagethe cold air
"I think it&039;s just hiht "And I don&039;t need to tell you this but he&039;s ot ready to spring, but then shit got weird Holy hell¡ªhe had to be seeing things The lesser couldn&039;t have tears flowing down his face, could he?
In an anguished voice, it said, "You, the cop Take me finish e said from the left
The lesser&039;s eyes shifted to the brother and then returned to Butch "I just want this over I&039;h Not the pleasure," Butchall ht to come back at him, but the bastard put up no resistance at all, just landed on his back like a bag of sand
"Thank you thank you" The freaky-ass gratitude ran out of the lesser&039;srelief
As Butch felt the urge to inhale come over him, he held on to the Fore-lesser&039;s throat and opened hisout froht as he started to draw, all he could think of was Marissa He didn&039;t want her to see as going to happen next
Except nothing did There was no exchange So transferred
The Fore-lesser&039;s eyes cracked wide in panic "It worked with the others It worked! I saw you"
Butch kept inhaling until it was clear that for whatever reason, this was one he couldn&039;t consume Maybe because it was the Fore-lesser? Who the fuck cared
"With the others" the lesser was babbling "With the others, it worked"
"Not with you apparently" Butch reached to his hip and unsheathed his knife "Good thing there&039;s another way" He hauled back, lifting the blade over his head
The lesser screamed and started to flail "No! He&039;ll torture ht off as the slayer popped and fizzled
Butch sighed in relief, glad he&039;d done the deed
Only to have a wave oflike the extrehter bubbled up froht, the kind of disembodied sound that a
Butch grabbed for his cross through his shirt and sprang to his feet just as a static-filled apparition of the Evil appeared before him Butch&039;s body rebelled, but he didn&039;t step back Di hi him
"What is, cop?" Vat?"
Shit, they couldn&039;t see the Oa
Before Butch could explain, the distinctive, echoing voice of the Evil weaved in and out of the wind, in and out of his head "So you are the one, are you not? My son, as it were"
"Never"
"Butch? Who are you talking to?" V said
"Did I not sire you, then?" The Oive you part of me, then? Yes, I did And you knohat they say about me, don&039;t you?"
"I don&039;t want to know"
"You should" The Oh it closed no distance between them, Butch felt it on his face "I always claim what is mine Son"
"Sorry, ged his cross out and let it dangle froht he heard V curse, as if the brother had figured out as going on, but his attention was only on as in front of hiold Then flicked his glance over Rhage and V and the house behind "Trinkets don&039;t impress me Neither do the Brothers Nor the sturdiest locks and doors"
"But I do"
The Oinlike a supernova
The O a worer an apparition but a smoky black pit
"Oh, shit," V barked, as if he and Rhage were now able to see everything
The Oed froht?"
"I colow of her intensified until it began to encase the Orowl drifted free "Think you that banishment cures my presence? How simple you are"
"Go thou, now" A streaht, neither the Old Language nor any other tongue Butch had ever heard
Just before the Oa disappeared, Butch felt the eyes of the Evil bore into him as that horrible voice echoed out, "Lo, how you inspire me, my son And may I say you would be wise to search for your blood Faa disappeared in a flare of white As did the Scribe Virgin