Waiting For Darkness (Blood Martyr) - Plot & Excerpts
“Eileen?” “It’s my pack,” she sighed and sat down heavily on a bar stool like her legs couldn’t support her body anymore. Eileen was a werewolf, the same breed as Kieran, but not from the same pack. “What about it?” Why, oh, why did I have a bad feeling about this? And this wasn’t the sort of feeling a kid gets when they get their report card. This was on a whole new level of bad. “They’re coming here. Tonight,” she said. I didn’t see anything worth a bleeding lip. “Okay. They’re coming here tonight. So what? Yeah, it’s a bit weird for an entire pack to come on a weekday, but we can handle it, we’ve got enough staff. We'll just get them ridiculously drunk and then throw them out. So, what’s the real problem that’s got you dripping blood on my counters?” At this point, she was practically wringing her hands in anxiety.
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