“You’re a vampire. I thought you were a witch.” Byron walks to her and sniffs.
Hagen and Riggins are walking behind him and sniffing toward Francemia.
Before she could answer, Joaquin cleared his throat. “Didn’t I tell you to bring the vampire to me?” He held his arms out. “I'm still waiting.”
She looked at the three men, and said, “If you all keep sniffing me, I’ll begin to believe I stink. Yes, I’m a vampire and a witch.” Francemia walked into Joaquin’s arms. "I can't keep Papa waiting."
"I love it when you call me Papa." He gave her a peck on her lips, cutting his eyes at Riggins. Hagen and Byron. "One day you three will learn to listen to my orders. My mate is a Hybrid. Stop sniffing her.”
“So you four are vampires also. But are hiding your scents.” Riggins looked at Star
