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Bliss.
A couple of stray cats that have made their home here start purring when they see me, andyes,it still hurts every time I see anything feline. I don't think it will ever stop hurting, but I get that not everyone in this world will understand my pain.
I go down on my knees and make eye contact with them. "Hey there." I crouch down until my chin is almost scraping the ground, and my chest squeezes with bittersweet pain when they return my slow blink with one of their own.
I always have a few packs of cat treats with me for moments like this, and it's while I'm feeding the little cuties that my phone starts buzzing in my pocket.
Huh.
Why is Nox's Senior VP for Investor Relations calling me? How does she even know I exist?
Chapter Five
It just makes me sad every time someone tells me I can't call myself a 'mom' because my baby happens to be a cat. These people are usually women themselves, and they're usually the same people who think women with adopted children will never understand what it is to be "real" parents as well.
I think of myself as a mom, and I think of my cat as my child. That's how I feel, and since I've never forced anyone to think or feel the same way I do, why must some people go out of their way to tell me that I can't call myself 'Mom'?
~ The Thirty-Something Heroine: A Blog
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MICHALIS WAS ALREADYwaiting in the shadows by the time Catalina came out of his building.
Humans generally assumed that the abundance of greenery in his city was a sign of Michalis' commitment to environmental preservation, but while that was certainly a factor, his ulterior motive was to allow his kind to move behind the looming figures of trees and shrubbery without being seen or heard.
Catalina's pussy continued to pulse as she went about her way, and the way its rhythm matched her heartbeat was...interesting, to say the least.
Did that mean her pussy functioned like a second heart of her body? How did that even fucking work?
The mystery surrounding her had Michalis paying closer attention every time she happened to be within sniffing distance of a preter, but none of them appeared to sense the strange pulsing force between her legs.
A more optimistic person might have interpreted this as a mysterious bond between the two of them, but life had taught Michalis to be cynical. Could this not also be seen as evidence that something nefarious was afoot?
The higher-functioning vampires were notorious for obsessively experimenting all the time, and that pulse between her legs could've been designed and weaponized to have him under his thrall. The only question was whether or not Catalina knew about this, too.
Could she be working for those creatures—-or was she merely a pawn?
