Her nights were filled with passion thanks to her insatiable mates, and although she sometimes found time during the day to spend quiet time with one or both men, she didn’t mind leaving the daylight to business.
“Anything serious?” she asked as she stood from his lap and hugged him.
“Not for us, at least not now. A religious group has made an application to convert a warehouse in downtown Cleveland into a church. Midas, the King tiger, was going to put in a bid on the construction work for his company and had offered to include my supplies business in the deal, but then he discovered what the church was really about.”
The church was part of a growing group of radicals that protested vampires. They were normally non-violent protests, but violence from the group occasionally made the news so she’d heard of the group. The First Church of Humanity made the news recently when they protested a wedding between a human and a vampire and a fight had broken out when the protestors called the bride a demon-loving-whore and the groom hadn’t cared for that.
“I’m surprised that with the supernatural presence in this area that the church wasn’t stopped from buying the warehouse,” she mused.
“It wasn’t for lack of trying. By the time that anyone realized they were buying the property, they’d already done it, bribing officials to keep the dealings quiet. They were taking bids for the renovation work under a different business name, which is why Midas didn’t know who they were until he had his people do a little digging. I told Midas that I would have Frost and Glacier check into the leaders, and I have some intel for him.”
“Does it make me a bad person that I’m glad that they only protest vampires?” she asked.
He tweaked her chin with a smile. “I’m glad for the same reason, sweetheart. Mishka is the head of the vampire coven, and he’ll have his hands full dealing with them. I feel badly for him, but I’m glad it’s not us they hate.”
She walked him to the door. “Why does that church hate vampires?”
“Mythology most likely. Of all the supernatural beings, the ones most closely associated with demonic creatures are vampires. I’ve seen the church’s literature – they accuse vampires of killing babies for their blood, seducing children, raping women. They take people’s worst fears and twist them into ways to fit their desire to see vampires go the way of the dinosaur.”
She shivered. “Do any churches hate falcons?”
He smiled, and it made her heart flutter. “No. But this group is only a church in tax-exempt status and doesn’t actually worship any deity, except the leaders, and they don’t hold to any real religious values. Most actual religions scorn this church’s beliefs and discourage their own people from joining their intolerant views.”
She said goodbye and promised to be ready to leave within the hour. She returned to her desk and decided to stop reading falcon history for a bit and finish up a supplies order for the small market in the community. Many of the females complained about a lack of feminine products and supplies in the store, lamenting the times they’d had to leave the safe walls of the nest to drive into Bishop and find what they needed at all hours. Bishop was as safe as any other town around, but that didn’t mean that they wouldn’t rather have the convenience of using the market.
Mia, a sweet falcon who was nineteen plus one had tossed her black hair over her shoulder with a huff. “A male can get a case of condoms at the drop of a hat, but last week I needed tampons and had to drive into Tisner because the Bishop grocery was closed.”
The males who ran the market in the community had not dared to turn Danika down when she approached them two days earlier about stocking more female-friendly things. Maybe because Chance and his friend Pyre were with her, and they looked menacing when they
“Anything serious?” she asked as she stood from his lap and hugged him.
“Not for us, at least not now. A religious group has made an application to convert a warehouse in downtown Cleveland into a church. Midas, the King tiger, was going to put in a bid on the construction work for his company and had offered to include my supplies business in the deal, but then he discovered what the church was really about.”
The church was part of a growing group of radicals that protested vampires. They were normally non-violent protests, but violence from the group occasionally made the news so she’d heard of the group. The First Church of Humanity made the news recently when they protested a wedding between a human and a vampire and a fight had broken out when the protestors called the bride a demon-loving-whore and the groom hadn’t cared for that.
“I’m surprised that with the supernatural presence in this area that the church wasn’t stopped from buying the warehouse,” she mused.
“It wasn’t for lack of trying. By the time that anyone realized they were buying the property, they’d already done it, bribing officials to keep the dealings quiet. They were taking bids for the renovation work under a different business name, which is why Midas didn’t know who they were until he had his people do a little digging. I told Midas that I would have Frost and Glacier check into the leaders, and I have some intel for him.”
“Does it make me a bad person that I’m glad that they only protest vampires?” she asked.
He tweaked her chin with a smile. “I’m glad for the same reason, sweetheart. Mishka is the head of the vampire coven, and he’ll have his hands full dealing with them. I feel badly for him, but I’m glad it’s not us they hate.”
She walked him to the door. “Why does that church hate vampires?”
“Mythology most likely. Of all the supernatural beings, the ones most closely associated with demonic creatures are vampires. I’ve seen the church’s literature – they accuse vampires of killing babies for their blood, seducing children, raping women. They take people’s worst fears and twist them into ways to fit their desire to see vampires go the way of the dinosaur.”
She shivered. “Do any churches hate falcons?”
He smiled, and it made her heart flutter. “No. But this group is only a church in tax-exempt status and doesn’t actually worship any deity, except the leaders, and they don’t hold to any real religious values. Most actual religions scorn this church’s beliefs and discourage their own people from joining their intolerant views.”
She said goodbye and promised to be ready to leave within the hour. She returned to her desk and decided to stop reading falcon history for a bit and finish up a supplies order for the small market in the community. Many of the females complained about a lack of feminine products and supplies in the store, lamenting the times they’d had to leave the safe walls of the nest to drive into Bishop and find what they needed at all hours. Bishop was as safe as any other town around, but that didn’t mean that they wouldn’t rather have the convenience of using the market.
Mia, a sweet falcon who was nineteen plus one had tossed her black hair over her shoulder with a huff. “A male can get a case of condoms at the drop of a hat, but last week I needed tampons and had to drive into Tisner because the Bishop grocery was closed.”
The males who ran the market in the community had not dared to turn Danika down when she approached them two days earlier about stocking more female-friendly things. Maybe because Chance and his friend Pyre were with her, and they looked menacing when they
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