Sudden, hard, fangs tearing my flesh. My shower had beaten the record for speed, but it was still quite a drive from the Riverfront. It was like a piece of me never completely relaxed, not even when I slept, unless I was here, with the true dead. Nathaniel was the problem, or rather my confusion about him.
Blake needs a little more persuasion to agree to our deal. But not all, and my kind are attracted to those who hold power, or wealth, or are unusual in some way. I had a lycanthrope right there, and we didn't get five minutes of peace to even begin the discussion. It was nearly overwhelming for both of us.
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