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"Vivian, you will restrain the wolf Liam," Edmund said, "you will open your wrists and hold them over the wolf’s mouth Rebecca, you will stand aside and wait your turn"

I rose, straightened lacial speed I didn’t want to incite their hunting instincts by anyaway or as if I was afraid I let Beast enter the forefront of h my eyes

I am Beast Beast is not prey

You tell ’em, baby

A near Bruiser, arh my clothes, I spoke softly "You cannot tell me that Ed, and crazy controlled"

"Not everything is about physical and metaphysical power, e Some are won hours or days before that, in other battles, or in parley, in exchange for favors rendered or prorew in the closed garden "Punish Trickery A big honking boon" But I’d heard nothing about a clan blood-h the va when Ed about hi the loss of soh to defeat this guy I wasn’t sure that even Leo was tricky enough to beat hiave up his position to gain soreement, Onorio," Edmund said, his voice barely a whisper but laced with threat "Do not renege"

"I abide by arden I’d lost e in status The sky warolden hue, rosy at the horizon Sirens sounded in the distance The beginning of early e truck in the next block From beneath the banana plant I heard Brute’s breath ease; the faint wheeze disappeared His heart rate steadied

"Liaet us out of the sun" Edmund lifted Brute and carried him inside, out of the sun’s rays, and laid the wolf on the carpet, heedless of the bloodstains in the new construction The vamps, Bruiser, and I crowded in after him and I pulled the fancy new blinds "Liaer now Rebecca, you will open your veins and feed the wolf"

"And if it biteswell recompensed in blood-meals"

"Yeah We are, aren’t we?" The female vamp knelt in the bloody carpet, her back to me I smelled her blood when she opened her wrist

"Edenerally like weres"

"I detest them I’d see the well reco out the word "I aer the lowest scion in servitude to the Master of the City I have gained in status and e is now only nineteen A srinned in the dark, re Edh the as well covered by day, it couldn’t be a happy thought to know that the sun was only a foot away "Leo gave you that?"

"Yes," he said, his voice sly "My rin fell away "Yeah, Leo wants in htly, the tone sly "My nored that, but I could tell by a faint shift in posture that Bruiser didn’t ignore it "Is Brute stable?" I asked

"He will be awake soon Then I will set his limbs It will be painful and ill have to restrain hiht be better if you are not here then"

"Try not to hurt hiht back over the local vamps’ past relationship with the weres and added, "And he’ll tell ain, the devious tonedarker "Werewolves do not talk They growl and yip and whine, but they do not talk They scream with pain and howl for help, but they do not talk"

I walked closer to Ed It’s no secret that Leo had soate olves in his possession once And that they didn’t survive the Q and A So just to be clear, this olf talks He talks to me I may need him to track the Fifty-two Killer So ets to me, make sure he’s out of pain and healed up nicely and not afraid Or the second I take back the job, the Enforcer will put you back into an outer room" I leaned in "This time without draperies" I turnediht balanced, his eyes watching Edht Ready to protect me from Edmund Which was just so cute

I pivoted on one heel and left the house, giving Ed both men see that I had no fear of the vamp behind me Dawn had officially arrived I was exhausted I needed sleep But sleep was not on the menu for my day I had to make it to vamp HQ for a little chat with Leo, a chat of an unpleasant nature, which would be even less pleasant with hiot bitchy then And I had to contact the witches And I had to deal with Molly and the problem with the blood diamond So much to do, none of it fun But first, I needed a shower and a change of clothes And I didn’t have a car Dang it

I took a taxi home Rinaldo, the friendly taxi driver who made me a priority, picked me up on the street and took e from the bloody clothes, have a quick debrief with my team, and decide what to do next Because I had no idea what to do with all my problems

The Molly proble cat draped around her neck and Eli at her back Mol was fully dressed in ironed jeans, a severe, button-dohite shirt, and blue loafers, and I instantly could see the fine quiver running through her, strongest in her hands, her fingers tremulous She looked exhausted, dark circles beneath her eyes; her pale skin had a yellowish pallor; her hair was pulled back in a scalp-wrenching bun I would have al wild and free The tight, binding bun said too much about her state of mind