<That was our prey,> Elliot growled. <His too,> Simon growled back, showing his teeth. <We share.> <Waste of meat.> <Not a waste.> True, the Sanguinati didn’t use the meat, but after Vlad’s family had dined, he would call Boone Hawkgard, the Courtyard’s butcher. Tomorrow there would be a discreet sign in the shop’s window informing the terra indigene that special meat was available.
I feel weird about the fact these guys are basically cannibals. I mean, I like the shifter concept and the fact that they are not the fuzzy, warm creatures from romance BUT can’t they do the gruesome killing without mentioning that the meat of humans is their desert?! EDIT:- after finishing the book- I’m strangely ok with this part.
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