But the important part was simple.
Smelling a vampire did not give us permission to start killing vampires.
Even if every wolf instinct in the room currently disagreed.
The woman glanced around the bar.
Her eyes passed over the humans first.
Then stopped.
On us.
Not me specifically.
All of us.
Her mouth curved.
Well.
Hello to you too.
Frederic shifted closer to me.
As if to protect me.
Clearly, we’d just stepped into a parallel dimension.
“What are you doing?” I hissed through gritted teeth.
“Nothing.”
Bull-f*****g-s**t.
I gave him a death stare, but he wasn’t looking at me anymore. His attention remained fixed on the three vampires as they approached the bar.
“They’re not doing anything,” I murmured.
“Yet.”
Cami approved of that answer far too much.
I folded my arms.
