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Wait Why should it irlfriend?

"I shall coain "Unarmed You may arm yourself however you will"

She looked at Etienne, so still and pale

Hoping she wasn’t ave Richart their address

Sean left the room, then returned in jeans with two holstered 9mms, socks, and sneakers

Krysta rose and reached for a shoto sword

Richart repeated her address Krysta heard typing in the background

"Here it is," the woman with Richart said

"Is there a satellite ie of it? Or a street view?"

"The closest street view," the woas station a couple of miles away"

"Thank you, my love"

Krysta could have sworn she heard them kiss

"Be careful," the woman cautioned

"Always," he murmured Then louder to Krysta, "Onehis laces

"This is so weird" She had never really thought of vah careat deal of surprise in his voice

"What did?"

"Open your front door"

Frowning, Krysta strode past Sean into the den and crossed to the front door

Her hand tightening on her sword, she glanced back

Sean stood in the doorway of her bedrooer aimed at the door, one ai the phone and opened the door Tilting her head back, she eyed the figure standing on the front porch

A e of Etienne stared back

"Holy crap," she whispered "Richart?"

The vaaze moved past her to take in her brother and the rest of their tiny abode He drew in a deep breath, nostrils flaring, then nodded "May I co, she stepped back

Richart nodded to Sean, who nodded back, but didn’t lower his weapons

Krysta closed the door "Etienne is in there"

Richart’s boots thudded loudly on the ood floor as he strode toward the bedroo his aiht," Richart said, surprising her "I understand" Once in the room, he leaned down over his brother and drew back the sheet "His wounds are not healing?" All were covered by bandages

"No"

"Etienne, rave;re?"

No response

"How deep are the cuts?"

"Not cuts," she corrected "Bullet wounds"

He looked at her sharply, then glanced at Sean "Your weapons have not been fired tonight"

"It wasn’t us," Sean confirmed "I removed the bullets, but didn’t stitch the wounds because they weren’t bleeding I just bandaged theratitude," Richart uttered with a bow Turning back to his brother, he peeled one of the bandages back andin French

Krysta fervently wished she knew French

Richart took his brother’s forearm in his hands and raised Etienne’s wrist to his lips As he parted his own, fangs descended

"Wait!" Krysta protested

He h blood, don’t you think?"

Richart considered her for a s are like needles They siphon the blood of anyone we bite directly into our veins and, if necessary, can infuse others with our blood"

Sean lowered his ai his face "Really? So you can transfuse hi his into his brother’s wrist

Krysta shared a Holy Crap! look with Sean

It didn’t take long at all, which was actually frightening If he could infuse his brother with blood that swiftly, then he could drain a hu his brother’s ars "Thank you," he said, "for caring for his nodded

The male even holstered his weapons

"Why did you do it?" Richart couldn’t resist asking They clearly weren’t Seconds or other members of the human network or they would have known Etienne wasn’t a vampire