blood still on her teeth.
S ally left Mary's apartment. She stood on the porch of her house and wasn't very excited about going home just yet. She decided she would go out, and left on a whim, taking Javon's 1972 red mustang convertible. It was a warm evening and the wind in her hair would feel so nice. She slid into the car and turned the ignition. The purr and vibration of the car brought a smile to her face. She backed out of the driveway, put the car in gear, and squealed the tires as she sped away. She looked in her rear view mirror to see Javon with his fist in the air, yelling her name. She laughed out loud, but she knew she would have a very angry vampire child to deal with when she got home.
C onnor was very glad to have the night off. He tried calling Sally, but she didn’t answer her phone. He dropped by her house, only to find a fuming Javon ranting about Sally and his stolen Mustang. Deciding he didn't want to get in the middle of that, he nodded his head and politely left. He didn't want to spend the night alone so he decided to go to Bite , a werewolf bar. A few beers and a raw steak sounded like just the thing to take his mind off Sally and the memories of her naked body.
C onnor walked into the bar his pack frequented and froze in place as he spotted his sister, Anna, dancing with a Vampire. A growl erupted from his throat as he watched his baby sister getting much too close to the blood sucker. She had her arms wrapped around him as they danced. Connor took a deep breath and calmly walked over to them. He tapped the Vampire on the shoulder and he turned around.
In a calm but deadly voice he said, “Hello, I'm Connor and that’s my sister you’re pawing.”
Anna took her hands from Ebo. “Fuck,” Anna said under her breath. She felt like a little kid again, caught doing something wrong.
“It's nice to meet you, Connor. I am Ebo,” Ebo said, offering his hand to Connor.
“Come with me, Ebo; we need to talk,” Connor said, ignoring the gesture.
“Connor, stop this!” Anna demanded.
“Anna, stay out of this. We'll be right back,” Connor replied dismissively. Ebo walked with Connor out of the bar and into the parking lot.
“Ebo, I have to say I am not happy finding you with my baby sister. I don’t like the idea of anyone taking advantage of her.”
Ebo cleared his throat and straightened up. “I want you to know I would never do anything disrespectful. It was her idea to come here. I think as a test. I passed.”
“I see,” Connor replied, pacing back and forth a moment then stopping. “My sister is a werewolf. If you want to date her, you must follow the werewolf dating customs.”
“I am unfamiliar with those. What does that involve?”
“Normally, you ask permission before dating; I will overlook that. Next you go on a first date, chaperoned by her father, brother, or uncle. I will consider this a first date and chaperone the rest of your date. Holding hands is permitted as is a polite kiss at the end of the date.”
Ebo scoffed at the idea of all this to bed a female but he couldn't help it, he liked her. “I will do whatever is necessary. I like your sister. She’s remarkable.”
Connor made a fist at his side, trying hard to control his temper. The last thing he needed was for the pack leader to get pissed. “Let’s go back in. Oh, and one more thing, don’t fuck this up or I will hurt you.”
A nna sat in the bar with Ebo and her brother. She felt more awkward than she had ever felt in her life. Despite her objection, she had been forced to follow the ridiculous werewolf courtship rituals. The same ones she had avoided her whole life. They sat there silently for what seemed like an eternity. Anna looked around the room; she could feel the eyes of the other wolves on her.
“Connor, could you give us a little space?” Anna asked. Connor nodded and got up and walked over to the bar. He sat on the stool with his beer, facing the table where Connor and Anna
S ally left Mary's apartment. She stood on the porch of her house and wasn't very excited about going home just yet. She decided she would go out, and left on a whim, taking Javon's 1972 red mustang convertible. It was a warm evening and the wind in her hair would feel so nice. She slid into the car and turned the ignition. The purr and vibration of the car brought a smile to her face. She backed out of the driveway, put the car in gear, and squealed the tires as she sped away. She looked in her rear view mirror to see Javon with his fist in the air, yelling her name. She laughed out loud, but she knew she would have a very angry vampire child to deal with when she got home.
C onnor was very glad to have the night off. He tried calling Sally, but she didn’t answer her phone. He dropped by her house, only to find a fuming Javon ranting about Sally and his stolen Mustang. Deciding he didn't want to get in the middle of that, he nodded his head and politely left. He didn't want to spend the night alone so he decided to go to Bite , a werewolf bar. A few beers and a raw steak sounded like just the thing to take his mind off Sally and the memories of her naked body.
C onnor walked into the bar his pack frequented and froze in place as he spotted his sister, Anna, dancing with a Vampire. A growl erupted from his throat as he watched his baby sister getting much too close to the blood sucker. She had her arms wrapped around him as they danced. Connor took a deep breath and calmly walked over to them. He tapped the Vampire on the shoulder and he turned around.
In a calm but deadly voice he said, “Hello, I'm Connor and that’s my sister you’re pawing.”
Anna took her hands from Ebo. “Fuck,” Anna said under her breath. She felt like a little kid again, caught doing something wrong.
“It's nice to meet you, Connor. I am Ebo,” Ebo said, offering his hand to Connor.
“Come with me, Ebo; we need to talk,” Connor said, ignoring the gesture.
“Connor, stop this!” Anna demanded.
“Anna, stay out of this. We'll be right back,” Connor replied dismissively. Ebo walked with Connor out of the bar and into the parking lot.
“Ebo, I have to say I am not happy finding you with my baby sister. I don’t like the idea of anyone taking advantage of her.”
Ebo cleared his throat and straightened up. “I want you to know I would never do anything disrespectful. It was her idea to come here. I think as a test. I passed.”
“I see,” Connor replied, pacing back and forth a moment then stopping. “My sister is a werewolf. If you want to date her, you must follow the werewolf dating customs.”
“I am unfamiliar with those. What does that involve?”
“Normally, you ask permission before dating; I will overlook that. Next you go on a first date, chaperoned by her father, brother, or uncle. I will consider this a first date and chaperone the rest of your date. Holding hands is permitted as is a polite kiss at the end of the date.”
Ebo scoffed at the idea of all this to bed a female but he couldn't help it, he liked her. “I will do whatever is necessary. I like your sister. She’s remarkable.”
Connor made a fist at his side, trying hard to control his temper. The last thing he needed was for the pack leader to get pissed. “Let’s go back in. Oh, and one more thing, don’t fuck this up or I will hurt you.”
A nna sat in the bar with Ebo and her brother. She felt more awkward than she had ever felt in her life. Despite her objection, she had been forced to follow the ridiculous werewolf courtship rituals. The same ones she had avoided her whole life. They sat there silently for what seemed like an eternity. Anna looked around the room; she could feel the eyes of the other wolves on her.
“Connor, could you give us a little space?” Anna asked. Connor nodded and got up and walked over to the bar. He sat on the stool with his beer, facing the table where Connor and Anna
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