He was a vampire, but he had been a human intent on ending werewolves. He was probably fighting every belief system that had been drilled into him to be here with us.
I appreciated the effort, but I was not into his doubt bringing down my moment of epic magical problem-solving.
We moved into the mansion, the lobby cold, and I shivered. Galen and my mother came through from the sitting room to the side.
“Ryleigh is not well,” my mom said, and I frowned, looking to Galen, who looked expressionless.
“I thought her pains stopped?” I asked.
“They have come back, but her body is not laboring; it is too early for her. Galen is trying to figure out what is causing it, but so far, it is a mystery.
“I was thinking we could go talk to her, have some tea?” Mom asked, and I nodded, linking
