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black hair and dark eyes, around thirty looking.
Not attractive really, and definitely not the usual
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type Raine brings home from a con. Rina wanted
to kick herself for not paying better attention.
Anything else, Rina, the smallest thing could
be helpful to us, Lucas prodded again.
Rina thought about it, but all she could
remember was trying to get out of there before
Brook came down and questioned her further.
The only thing I can think of is that he was odd.
He used our last name, Oceanaria, and he labeled
us. Like he would say, is Brook, leader of the
mermaids, around. Or, nice to meet you, Rina
Oceanaria, mermaid. It was weird.
That won t help us find the bastard, Rive
mumbled. We would have to get close enough to
recognize him first.
It might, we will see. The clue certainly will
get us started. Paxton held up a piece of paper he
had written the clue on and read. The first one s
easy, but so much fun. It s a fright breezy, but full of
sun. Blowing surf, jagged rock. No one s turf, now tick
tock.
What the hell kind of sick bastard would think
that is a clue? Rina grumbled loudly, her voice
peaking just below glass breaking point. It didn t
make any sense at all. They were doomed.
Think on it, Rina, and when the others arrive,
we will see what kind of plan we can come up
with, Paxton said in his silky smooth voice that
made her want to curl up and fall asleep.
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Rina glared at him, stupid vampire tricks. She
ushered her sisters away from him and they sat
together on a small couch.
What do you think of all this? Rive
whispered.
I don t know, but I still think it is our best
chance of getting Raine back.
Everyone was quiet and thoughtful as they
waited for the others to arrive. Rina s mind
replaying the encounter with Walker Weston over
and over in her mind, trying to hit on some detail
which would help them, but she came up with
nothing. She could kick herself for not paying
closer attention to the man her mersister was
going to be alone with. Normally she never would
have thought it a good idea, not after feeling so
oddly about the man. She was so distracted by her
own issues, damn Lucas for showing up and
causing all of this.
Paxton moved with lightning speed to the
farthest corner of the room just seconds before the
front door flew open and sunlight lit half the room
they were in. Rina s entire body had tensed at his
movements and her gaze was locked on him,
assessing for danger. But all she saw was a
vampire trying to stay protected in the darkest
corner of the room he didn t even seem annoyed
by the fact that he had to. She relaxed a tiny bit,
until a giant werewolf and a tiny woman, of what
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species she wasn t sure, walked into the room. As
they came in, Rina saw the woman s eyes were
quite odd one brown like a werewolf s and one
blue, like a vampire s. What the hell is she?
The man was big and blond, and looked like he
could snap the woman, who he had a loving arm
draped around, like a twig. He glared at the other
two men in the room, his eyes yellowing slightly,
indicating his increasing anger, practically
shouting that this woman belonged to him.
Why don t you just pee on her? Rive said
under her breath, not missing the meaning in the
man s eyes.
The woman s gaze flew to the three of them on
the couch and her lips quirked in a slightly
amused smile. The man growled as she pulled
away, but didn t force her to stay glued to his side.
Ahh, Ian, it is so nice to see you again, Paxton
said, acting the gracious host as he moved away
from the corner and back into the once again
darkened room.
Like I would let Alexia come by herself when
there is a madman on the loose and hers is the
only species he hasn t collected.
The man s voice was everything Rina would
have expected from an angry werewolf gruff and
growly. His obvious concern for the woman s
well-being made it less frightening. It was kind of
sweet. She wished there was someone to care for
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her like that.
The memory of Lucas shouting in fright
through her house that morning came back to her.
She pushed it away and bit her lip. There was
nothing to that. She concentrated on the pretty
creature in front of her. What is she? Rina
blurted out without thinking, as usual. Her face
turned bright red with embarrassment as all eyes
turned to look at her with shock over her rude
question.
Oh my, you do have a beautiful voice, just like
the mythical creature who sings sailors into the
rocks, Alexia said without apparent malicious
intent. I am a werepire, she added proudly.
Most immortals don t even know that I exist, and
as far as anyone knows, I am the only one of my
kind.
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