Selene~
The 'meeting,' as I'd suspected, didn't seem like a meeting between humans.
How'd I know?
Well, it probably had something to do with the presence of a very much alive person all tied up to a table like a party platter, surrounded by around a dozen people who were eyeing the tied up person the same way I looked at fries.
There was not a single fang in sight, but these people didn't seem human.
"Oh fuck," I whispered. "Is this potluck?"
"Technically," Alaric answered from beside me.
My stomach turned. "He's conscious."
"Well, duh. That's half the fun. You should see their faces when we.." he furrowed his brows. "Okay, no. You're doing that thing where you look queasy again. Don't barf on marble, it stains."
"Is this legal?" I whispered and he gave me a look.
"This is murder," I added and he gave me another look.
"You're ruining the vibe here. Shut it or you might actually replace him," Alaric growled.
And I don't mean the romantic kind of growl.
