What's more than tired? Dead? You going to be alright? he asked. Over coffee I turned Kane’s wife’s liberalnature against her. Why me? he thought. I was in my own head, my own skin, but Belle's hunger was inside me, too, and I couldn't push it out.
I don't even have a career with the Feds. That warm deep well was filling up, up inside me, there were only seconds to have him join us. How the Mother of all Darkness happened to be both a vampire and a shape-shifter at the same time was a problem for another day. I’ll say that again.
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