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âWhatâs new?â
âThan.â She grabbed myshoulders. âThis isnât a joke.â
The sight of moistureclouding her eyes took me by surprise. I knew she wouldnât bethrilled at the idea, but the sight of concern etched on her facebrough reality crashing down once more. The bit of adrenalin, orwhatever the heck it was, that had filled me since weâd steppedinto this basement seemed to disappear.
âElle, Iâve just foundout that I was changed just so they could have my sperm so thatthey can inject it into some female wolves and create littlemonsters.â My head was spinning again. âThis is all fucking insane.Iâm unwillingly going tâfather a ton of bastards with women whohave no say over it. Who are being violated tâmake something amillion times worse than Vampire or Werewolves or whatever the hellelse is out there. From the moment I was changed, I no longer had apurpose. I have no life. I have nothing.â
âThings you alreadyknew.â
Perhaps, but it wasstill hard to hear, to digest. Even after seven weeks of being oneof the undead.
âWhat were youexpecting to learn?â
I didnât know. Wouldthere have been an explanation that would have made me feel âŠbetter? Would I have felt better knowing that they were justgoofing around and me and Freddie had just been the unlucky pick ofthe draw?
No explanation wouldhave been okay. No explanation would have made me feel better.Listening to the worry in Elleâs voice as she told Graham what adumb idea it had been for them to kill all the Vampiresâeven thoughthey deserved itâhad been the only thing that had made sense overthese last few weeks.
The Pack had gone anddone something that would affect Elleâs life. Not just her life,but her entire familyâs, and that wasnât okay with me. Her life wasridiculous to begin with. Ridiculous and fucking dangerous, andthese idiots had gone and caused bigger problems. Shit was going toget political, and although I wasnât exactly one who knew the insand outs of politics, I had watched enough gangster films to knowthat another crew moving in on someone elseâs turf was nobetter.
âExcept for theknowledge that I have been used to harm so many. I canât deal withthat, Elle. I canât stand here and do nothing. Remain fuckinguseless.â
âYouâre not useless.âHer arms fell to her side. âAnd youâre wrong.â
A dry laugh escapedme. âWhatâs new?â
Her attention moved tothe floor. âYou have me.â
I almost missed thewords.
âNo, I donât.â Iunfolded my arms and took hold of her hands. âThis is your world,and you have your purpose. You have a job to be getting on with.â Ishrugged. âI need to find my purpose as this is my ⊠life now.Maybe it isnât being Colony Leader. Maybe I should do what Lestatdid in Queen of the Damned and become a rock star.â
âBe serious.â
I gave her asmile.
âThis is the only wayI can help correct all this shite thatâs being inflicted oninnocent people.â I squeezed her hands. âThe only way I see myselfbeing useful to you.â
A line formed at thebridge of her nose. âYou donât need toââ
âAnd them.â I noddedtoward the Werewolves. âThereâs got to be a reason Iâm here,right?â
Even if it wasnât, itwould do for now. If it would help keep her just that extra bitsafer, it was all the reason I needed.
âGod, Iâm goingtâthrow up.â
She took a deep breathand exhaled. âI get it, but I donât like this.â
âJoin the club.â I letgo of her hands. âThis is the least I can do for you, Elle. So letme.â I wandered back to Carter and Dante. âSo, what do you say,frenemies?â
Carter stared at meblankly. âWhat the hell is a frenemy?â
âFriend slashenemy.â
âI think acquaintanceis better.â Graham held the same blank look on his face.
I shrugged.âAcquaintance it is.â
âWe need to discussthis further.â Carter glanced at Dante.
âAgreed. I think it isimportant we sit and figure out what is best for our Pack and whatthis could mean.â
âI think we need tofigure out how this can be beneficial to us all,â I stated.
âAgreed. However, nowis not the time.â Carter stood and glanced in the direction ofMichael. âWe still have business to wrap up.â
âFair enough. Whenâsbest to continue this chat?â
âAre you available tomeet here tomorrow evening to cement this agreement?â Dante stoodand handed me the folder.
âYeah, we willbe.â
I arched an eyebrow asElle stopped beside me.
âI canât even thinkabout going home until Heather gets back. So, I guess the least Ican do is go back to London with you and make sure you donât getkilled in the first five minutes of you being challenged by a tonof Leeches.â
I wrapped my armaround her shoulders. âYouâre the bestest best friend a Vampirecould have.â
She shook her head.âJesus, give me strength.â
âTomorrow it is,then.â I took hold of Carterâs outstretched hand. His grip was bonecrushing as we shook. My entire arm had grown tense under thepressure, but I kept a smile on my face.
âWell, dickless, itlooks like youâre playing with the big boys now.â
ChapterTwelve
Dante had actuallydrafted a contract. This guy was definitely the brains behind thePack. The one who made sure everything was done properly.
The agreement wassimple.
No attacking,murdering of changing victims, unless they asked to be turned.
No kidnapping orexperimenting on humans or Werewolves, or well, any livingcreature.
Any information thatmay affect the Pack would be passed on and vice versa.
If any Vampire fromother Colonies came to claim the UK, I was to fight them off.
If any Vampires cameto seek revenge on the Werewolves, I was to find a diplomaticsolution that was agreeable to the Pack, and if that failed, I andwhoever I had with me was to help chase them away.
It was pretty simpleand straightforward as contracts went. We just needed to be civilwith one another. Something that would be easy for me, but onlytime would tell where the Wolves were concerned.
Alcanderâwho I hadbriefly met at the Colony Nest during âmaintenanceââwas to be myfirst point of contact for the Pack as he lived in London, and hewould have full permission to come into the Nest. He was a quietfellow with long black hair, dark eyes, and olive skin. He didnâtspeak much, but the bits that I caught were tainted with anaccent.
The one
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