Nobody ever died of being shot by a cookie.
I just had to stay cool. Zen. No punching in the face. Punching would not be Zen.
No, he just needs a moment," Curran said. "Young bouda males. Easily excitable.
I reached over and squeezed Curranโs hand. โCome on, you, me, a platter of barely seared meat, it will be great. If we see the navigators, we can make fun of the way they hold their forks.
He bared his teeth in a happy feral grin. My own personal psycho.
Vampires smiled for many reasons, but when a vampire male smiled at you from this distance with that kind of look in his eyes it was done for one purpose only: to impress. Look at my big teeth. Iโm an apex predator. My genetic material is awesome.