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I looked wildly around her office for something to lob at her head. It occurred to me that might not be the best of ideas, but desperate times led to stupid measures.
The Council consisted of supernaturals from all sorts of species. The branch that currently had me by the metaphorical balls was WTF—Werewolf Treaty Federation.
No longer was I Essie from Hung Island, Georgia—and who in their right mind would name an island Hung—I was Agent Essie McGee of the Chicago WTF.
I think she liked me…kind of. The way a mother would like an annoying spastic two year old who belonged to someone else.
Jenny was as cute as a button and was the cashier at the Piggly Wiggly.
“He’s her mate and he dipped his stick in several other…actually many other oil tanks. So she dumped his furry player ass, snuck away in the middle of the night and hadn’t really planned on ever going back there again.” Dwayne sucked in a huge breath, which was ridiculous because Vampyres didn’t breathe.
“I’ll bet you five hundred dollars she’s gonna bang him,” Dwayne told Angela. “I’ll bet you a thousand that you’re right,” she shot back.
“You’re on.”
“What in the Sam Hill was that?” Junior shouted. “She hit every kill zone twice, then blew his balls to Kingdom Come.”
Juju was a rabbit shifter and made the best pizza known to man. It was so damn good that every wolf in the surrounding area had voluntarily given up eating rabbit in their animal form. No one would take the risk of accidentally eating Juju. No one.
“My brother holds a masters in biochemical engineering, speaks four languages fluently and has a doctorate in engineering.”
You’re my BFF and I would shred someone’s skin from their body and shove their bones down their dead ass throat for you.”
“You left a Vampyre and my granny in charge?” I was shocked and impressed. “Not just any Vampyre…A three hundred year old gay drag queen Vampyre who can blow up Dragons.”
Junior was in the corner staring at Sandy Moongie like a love struck puppy. Hmmmmm.
“But we fought, Essie. We defended ourselves like you said.” Frankie grinned bashfully and wiped the blood from an ugly gash she sported.
