He sat so that the line of his body touched mine as much as possible. No, I could have done the hospital run and kept Gil out of a safe house, but I couldn't talk down the werewolf. In fact, sometimes, like now, it came in handy. My voice was breathy, but I was a touch calmer.
And you're one of the wolves that will be stopping by? I couldn't keep the irony and the unhappiness out of my voice. Harder and faster than I'd been able to manage on my own. He was going to pull Damian off of me, like Richard had pushed the vampire off of himself. I knew the mentors took blood from their human trainees, but when push came to shove, Malcolm did those last three bites.
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