Page 2 of Wolf Blood

"Is Rhone still trying to force you to play executive assistant?"

"From my self-imposed prison cell, yes."

"We should drain him," she declared.

"Don't pretend you could successfully kill someone."

"I'm a far more experienced vampire than you, Harper."

"I’m more vicious, though."

"Fair." Bloom leaned back against the wall. "Maverick wants us to go back to the gym."

"I'd rather die." There was no sarcasm in my voice.

Bloom grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "I'll find you a werewolf other than Rhone to bite. It might help. You just can't tell Mav, because he told me not to get involved."

"He knows you're not going to stay out of it."

"Probably. At least he has plausible deniability with his best friend if he tells me to stay away."

I nodded.

"What did Rhone say the last time you asked him why you weren't allowed to drink from anyone else again?" Bloom checked.

"You just want to hear my Rhone impression."

She flashed me a grin. "Maybe."

"Definitely." I cleared my voice, making it as low and scratchy as possible. "Trouble, if you bite anyone other than me, they'll lose their throats."

"His lack of confidence in you is truly insulting."

"Insulting, but reasonable."

God, I was hungry.

My fangs descended at the thought of biting someone, and I'd already fed from Rhone that morning.

I missed my humanity.

Diseased immortality sucked balls. Hairy, saggy, smelly balls.

"I think you could bite someone else without losing control. And if you pick one of the enforcers, it's not like they would be in danger. Ryker has basically been begging Maverick to let you bite him since you managed to stay lucid for five minutes."

Ryker didn't sound appealing, but his blood did.

All blood did.

I tried to remind myself that the sex with him had been somewhat enjoyable, before I finished turning. Maybe if we tried a repeat, I would start feeling alive again.

"What does Maverick say, when Ryker begs?" I asked.

"You just want to hear my Mav impression."

A small smile managed to break free from my typically bleak expression. "It's so terrible."

"Truly awful," she agreed, but cleared her throat anyway. "Rhone's making the calls here, Ryker. I'm along for the ride just as much as you are. If you think you could do it better, challenge him."