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“Why don’t you tell me where he is?” His
voice lowered to almost a growl. I wasn’t sure who he meant. Jack
or Uncle Ernie?

Coarse hair was appearing on my hands.

“Where the hell is he?” he repeated.

He craned his head around, scanning the
area, then glared at me. He was a vampire whose expiration date had
expired decades ago. This guy was pushing my buttons.

“I don’t know what you want, but I can tell
you want you’re going to get.” My other hand tingled with hair
growth. The situation might get tricky in next to no time if he
kept up his overambitious demeanor. Maybe I should have been more
afraid, but my anger won out.

“Shut up, stupid werewolf,” he muttered.

Oh, this guy was full of great retorts. What
a genius. Decrepit vampire rubbed me the wrong way.

“Is that the best comeback you got?”

“I never have liked werewolves,” he
said.

Heat rose in my cheeks, and I sensed the
familiar feeling rush through my body. There was nothing I could do
to control my temper. My eyes changed colors. I knew at what point
in the process that happened.

“This is crazy. If this chase is about Uncle
Ernie’s debt, then why don't you just tell me how much he owes and
I'll take care of it for him. We can put an end to this whole
little game because, frankly, I'm getting rather tired of it. What
is it, two hundred dollars? Three hundred?” I panted out the
words

“Try twenty thousand.” He stared me in the
eyes.

I swallowed hard. “Could you take a
post-dated check for that? Say, for the year 2050? Can I make
payment arrangements? I have good credit.”

“Cute. That's real funny. You're a regular
comedienne. No. I cannot take a check for it. I can take it out of
your uncle's ass though. A couple broken limbs. Maybe losing a few
limbs permanently, but the money isn't the only reason we want him.
The cash is important, but he has something far more important that
belongs to us and we want it back.”

And there you had it. The truth came out. I
should have known. Uncle Ernie never could make something simple.
He always said he was a complex werewolf. I wasn't sure complex was
the word I'd use. More like four words. Pain in the ass. I’d
finally realized this was about more than the money. Yeah, I was a
real genius… not.

“Do you think we could have this
conversation without you crushing me with the heavy weight of your
large ass? I do have chairs, you know.”

He didn’t budge.

“What does he have, anyway? Have you asked
for it back?”

“Have you asked for it back?” he mocked.

I was beginning not to like this guy. He was
getting on my last nerve. I mean very last. “Okay, so I take it you
asked for it back. No need to be a smartass.”

The weight of his heavy body was crushing
me. How did I always find myself in these predicaments?

“As soon as I find him and talk to him, I'm
sure whatever it is he has, he'll give it back. So don't worry.
Relax. Go have a glass of wine,” I offered. Sage advice, I
thought.

His scowl deepened.

“Not much of a people person, are you?” I
asked.

“You could say that,” he growled.

“Okay. So you're not going to tell me what
this item is that Uncle Ernie has that's so important? Can you give
me a clue? We'll play hot or cold? Charades?”

“You are more annoying than a fly on spilled
blood.”

“That's disgusting.”

His lips twisted into a wicked grin. “Good,
then I'm doing my job. I see that the annoyance runs in the family.
Your uncle is just as annoying as you are. It will get you nowhere,
by the way,” he said.

“It's gotten me pretty far. I'm doing
okay.”

“I can't stand one more minute of this
conversation with you. You're worse than my ex-wife.”

How was I going to find this item that Ernie
had? I didn't even know what I was searching for. If I couldn't
find Ernie, then how in the heck would I find their precious item?
Now not only did I have to find Jack, I had to search for an
unknown item.

“Well, if I find Uncle Ernie, then I'll make
sure he gives the item back and pays his debt. Now if you'll excuse
me.” I pushed my body forward. “You are a strong one, huh?” I
grabbed his arms, pushing in an attempt to free myself. It didn’t
work. My thoughts raced. Using my werewolf skills wasn’t something
I enjoyed, but sometimes it was necessary. There was no need to let
this guy bully me. I could give him a taste of my wolfish side and
send his bloodsucking butt packin’.

He left me no choice but to change over.
Rage bubbled inside me. My mouth felt dry and my teeth grew. Two
big canines poked my tongue like pointy daggers. If I ever got my
hands on Uncle Ernie, I'd wring his neck. The vampires wouldn't
have anything left of him when I was through.

“You see,” he said in a calm tone. “That
won't be necessary because you are coming with me.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. Come on, big bad wolf, let's
go. Don't make this any harder than it has to be.” He pulled me up
by the collar of my shirt.

“I'm not going anywhere with you and unless
you want to find a stake in your heart, I'd suggest you remove
yourself from me. I won't hesitate to rip your throat out.”

The vampires sure did like the violence. I
was a believer in remaining calm. Working things out without having
to rip someone's throat out. Violence was so ugly. This was the
exact reason I always wanted to stay inside during a full moon, so
I could avoid the hooligans. They were always looking for a
fight.

I pushed forward more and he resisted. He
was a strong sucker, but he hadn't anticipated on me being as
strong as I was. That's what eating my daily beef jerky did for me.
I continued to push.

“What do you think taking me would
accomplish?” If he took me, then I’d never find Jack.

“It will get your Uncle's attention. We know
he loves you.”

“He may love me, but not that much. He
doesn't love anything that much. Well, maybe his shiny truck. Maybe
you could carjack him?”

“If I could find him I wouldn't have to, now
would I?”

“You have zero sense of humor, huh? Did you
wake up on the wrong side of the coffin this morning? Or was that
last night?”

Vampires were so confusing. Before I had
time to make another smart aleck remark, he grabbed my throat with
one hand and leaned down, his fangs pressed against the skin of my
neck. I’d have to take a chance and use every ounce of werewolf
strength I could muster.

As he pressed against my skin, ready to sink
in, a flash of blonde, and then red streaked into my vision.

Chapter Twenty-Four

How to Date a Vampire, Rule #24:

Don’t refer to your date as a creature of
the night.

 

Jennifer grabbed a red crystal vase from the
table beside the door. I loved that thing, but now was not a time
to remind her. I couldn’t say, “Hey, don’t use that one, it’s my
favorite.” As my eyes locked with hers, my vampire attacker noticed
my attention was focused on something behind him. He spun around
and she heaved the vase over her head, then slammed it down on him.
He stumbled backward and wobbled, but I knew it wouldn't do much to
slow him down. If she’d whacked a human over the head like that,
then I know it might have made a difference, but it wouldn’t affect
the vampire much. However, it would give me a few seconds to plan
my next move. So my werewolf skills needed to work, although I had
never claimed to be a skilled werewolf. My brother said my bark was
much worse than my bite… and he should know.

Lily grabbed him and shoved him the rest of
the way to the ground.

“Come on, we have to get out of here.”
Jennifer grabbed my arm. “It's not safe.”

She could say that again. It looked as if
the vampires weren't going to give up any time soon. They wanted
Ernie and they already had Jack. Now they wanted me. But why hadn’t
they taken me when they took Jack? I didn't want to put Jennifer in
this situation, although I already had. She was fully involved.
There was not much backing out now. But Jennifer always had had my
back. Well, except for recently when she let Jack convince her that
I was nuts. But that was neither here nor there.

Thankfully, I hadn’t fully turned, so my
fur-covered skin wouldn’t be as noticeable when I ran outside. As
Jennifer and I made our way to the door, Stephen rushed in.

“What's going on here?” he asked.

“A vampire.” Jennifer pointed at the man
fighting with Lily. Her eyes were wide. She jumped up and down as
if she’d had one too many trips to Starbucks. “He was ready to kill
Rylie.”

Lily was still rolling around on the floor
with the vampire. He'd curse the day he ever messed with her. She
was like a little mini-tornado with lots of hair. She was tough to
take down and she wouldn't go without a fight. Stephen rushed past
us and over to Lily and the vampire. He grabbed at the vampire,
yanking at his shirt while Lily stumbled up from the floor.
Something told me this wouldn’t end well. She moved over beside us
and brushed off her pants, then smoothed down her frazzled
hair.

“Dirty bastard,” she said.

“Come on, Rylie. Let's get out of here. They
want to kill us.” Jennifer grabbed my arm. “There’s probably more
vampires on their way. They’ll be crawling all over this place like
the dirty rats they are.”

I looked over at Stephen as he tumbled with
the vampire. “What about him?” I gestured with a tilt of my head.
“I’m not sure we should leave him here to fend off that fiend.”

“Stephen will be fine. He'll handle him. He
can handle anyone.”

That was the overconfident girlfriend in her
talking. I doubted he’d ever dealt with vampires. This could end
badly for Stephen.

“You do realize he’s a vampire?” I asked for
confirmation, but the question went in one ear and out the
other.

“We have to get you out of here.” Jennifer
pulled on my arm. “It's obvious that the vampires aren't going to
stop. We need to find your uncle so we can end this once and for
all.” She pulled me out into the hall and Lily followed.

There was more to it than just finding my
uncle. I also had to know why they wanted Jack.

“I don't think I'm comfortable with handing
the vampires my uncle's head on a platter. I won't rat him out.
We’re family and we have to stick together. I don’t want to see him
killed. He needs to do the right thing and give the vampires their
money and whatever else he has of theirs,” I said as we moved down
the stairs.

Lily was trailing along behind us.

“I understand, Rylie, but I'm not asking you
to do that. You need to get him to pay his debt so we can put this
behind us. Have you asked them how much he owes? Maybe we can just
pay and this will all be over with.”

We hurried down the stairs. Lily was still
on my heels, breathing on my neck.

“That's the thing. It's more than a few
hundred dollars and it’s not just money they want. The vampire says
Uncle Ernie has something of theirs, but he wouldn't tell me what
it is.”

“What could it possibly be?” Jennifer asked
when we reached the bottom step.

“I have no idea, but I need to find out what
it is, then find him and the item. Apparently, whatever it is, it’s
a big deal.”

“Well, then let's go ask your uncle,”
Jennifer said.

“First, I need to find Jack. I can't let
them keep him. I have a hard time believing that he went with them
of his own accord. I can’t let them get away with this.”

“Where do we even start to find him? I’m so
sorry you have to deal with these vampire bullies.”

“I don't know where to start, but I need to
find out. With all the paranormal people I've come in contact with,
someone has to be able to tell me where the vampires are—their
special hangout. Maybe their clubhouse. Apparently, there’s a
leader of the vampires. Whoever or whatever that may be. I'm almost
afraid to find out. Oh, who am I kidding, I am afraid to find out.”
It was a lot for one little werewolf to take on.

By the look on Jennifer's face, she was
afraid to find out too. Petrified, as a matter of fact.

“Are you sure you’re not worried about him?”
I gestured over my shoulder toward my apartment where we’d left her
human detective boyfriend.

“Of course I’m worried about him, but it’s
what he does. It’s his career. He's the police. He's trained for
this kind of stuff.”

“Yeah, but the guy's a vampire. They’re on a
whole different level than humans. Has he dealt with vampires?” She
didn’t seem all that worried.

“No, not exactly,” she said as she opened
the entrance door.

“Well, there you go,” I said as I stepped
outside.

“What the hell is wrong with you two? Do you
really live under a rock? God, you don't even know where to find
the freaking vampire leader, for Pete's sake. You are a disgrace to
werewolves. To all paranormals. You shouldn’t be allowed to call
yourself a werewolf.” Lily pointed at me.

“Look, I'm getting sick and tired of your
insults. Why are you here?”

“I told you. To save your sorry ass so you
don't embarrass me, you pathetic excuse for a werewolf.”

I shook my head. “I'm not buying it. I don't
believe you.”

“Well, believe. It's the sad truth.” I
wouldn’t humor her with an answer. Maybe if I ignored her, she’d go
away.

Lily followed along behind us as Jennifer
and I made our way down the sidewalk toward Jennifer’s car.

“It’s kind of ironic that your roommate is a
veterinarian.” Lily looked at me, then pointed to Jennifer. “Does
she give you your rabies shots?”

“That’s it. I’m kicking your ass.” I reached
for Lily.

Jennifer stepped between us. “Ladies,
remember why we’re here.”

“Fine.” I pointed at Lily. “But keep your
trap shut.”

“Pathetic, both of you,” Lily mumbled.

“Don’t you think you should at least call
for more police to help Stephen? If you don’t call, I will,” I
said.

Jennifer stopped, trying to catch her
breath. “I think I’m having a panic attack,” she said.

I patted her on the back as if that would
somehow knock the anxiety out of her.

“You have got to be kidding me. You’re
already out of breath? We’ve only taken a few steps. You need to do
a little more cardio once in a while.” Lily scowled as she stared
at Jennifer. “Weak, weak women.” She shook her head.

Why was Lily still hanging around? I didn’t
trust her. She wasn’t just embarrassed about me not fighting off
the vampires. No. She wanted something more. Soon she’d drop the
bomb on me. But for now I had Lily following me around everywhere I
went. What was she? My body guard? That was the last thing I
needed.

The three of us marched down the sidewalk.
We were like the freaking Charlie’s Angels. All of a sudden, Lily
had my back? She definitely wanted something and it couldn’t be
good. But I didn’t have time to contemplate what that
something
was at the moment since I had badass vampires
following my every move. Well… they claimed to be badass.
Werewolves were so much tougher.

When Jennifer reached in her pocket and
pulled out her cell phone to call the police, a loud thud rang out,
followed by Stephen’s voice, catching our attention. The vampire
who we’d fought with was nowhere in sight. This was not good. We
ran back over to where Stephen stood on the entrance steps.

“What happened?” Jennifer’s voice was beyond
excited. Stephen’s eyes were glazed over with a faraway look. He
was in a whole different world from us.

“The vampire got away.” As the words left
his lips, he collapsed onto the sidewalk.

The vampire had gotten away? Where had he
gone? Why hadn’t we seen him leave the building? Maybe I hadn’t
been too far off with that bat comment. Maybe he’d flapped right on
out of the building.

Jennifer and I knelt down beside him.
“Stephen, what happened? Are you okay?” Jennifer asked again. She
cradled him in her arms.

When I saw two long streaks of blood on his
neck, my stomach sank. I felt a cold sweat break out over my body.
A lump formed in my throat, blocking the words that I knew needed
to be said. I looked to Jennifer, but she hadn’t noticed the blood.
If she had, she’d have been freaking out even more. His skin was
turning whiter right before our eyes and he looked as if he might
pass out at any moment. I had to tell her. She was going to find
out eventually. Had the vampire done the same thing to Stephen as
they’d done to Jack. Was he half a vampire? Or was he a
full-fledged vampire. The whole shebang.

“The freaking vampire bit him.” Lily pointed
at his neck. “Don’t you all know how to avoid the vampires? You
don’t let them get the upper hand. And definitely don’t let them
near your neck. Are you really that stupid?” The more she spoke the
louder her words came out.

As soon as I was out of this situation, I
was going to kick Lily’s ass. So much for breaking the news to
Jennifer gently. Lily had no on and off switch for her mouth. She
spewed out the first thing that came to mind with no regard for
other’s feelings.

Jennifer leaned Stephen back against the
step, then moved to his other side. He still had that look as if he
was in another world. The new paranormal world, perhaps? “Oh, my
God. Look what happened to him, Rylie. What is going on?” She
pointed at the puncture wounds on his neck, then touched her
fingers against the blood. She lifted her finger away, stared at
the crimson liquid on her skin, then showed it to us. “Are we all
going to be vampires now?” Her words came out as screams.

“Calm down, Jennifer. Take a deep breath and
calm down.”

“Calm down? My boyfriend is now a vampire?
And you want me to calm down.”

Okay. She was freaking out. Her eyes were
wide and she looked like a caged animal ready to fight. Next she’d
be foaming at the mouth. I just hoped she calmed down before this
made the situation any worse. If that was even possible. I’d never
seen her so panicked.

“I have to take him to the hospital,”
Jennifer said in a panic. “He’ll die if I don’t. Oh my God, I can’t
breathe.” Jennifer was the one who needed to go to the emergency
room. Maybe she needed a paper bag to breathe into in order to keep
from hyperventilating.

“Sweetie, I’m not sure what they can do for
him. It’s the same thing that happened to Jack. He hasn’t lost that
much blood from what I can see.”

“My God, they’re dropping like flies.”
Jennifer reached for Jack and struggled to lift him.

“Oh, for Pete’s sake. I’ll help you.” Lily
stomped over to Stephen and hoisted him to his feet. He wobbled
with his knees bent and he stumbled backward. “If you must take him
to the hospital, I’ll drive. You’re in no condition. Rylie, you go
look for Jack. I’ll babysit your crazy friend.” She reached under
Stephen’s arm and heaved him to a standing position again, moving
him forward.

Was this a softer side of Lily? Had her
hardened heart started to crumble? Was it the apocalypse?

“We’ll take Stephen’s car. It’s faster,”
Jennifer said, pointing the way.

There was nothing the hospital could do for
him now. Maybe give him blood and IV fluids for dehydration. But
Jennifer needed to do this and I couldn’t stop her.

As Jennifer and Lily led Stephen down the
sidewalk, I turned around to leave. Before I made it more than a
few steps, Jennifer screamed out. I whipped around and saw Stephen
running down the sidewalk with Jennifer chasing him, and Lily
chasing her. Now I was chasing all of them.

What the heck was going
on, anyway? I really wasn’t prepared to run this much. I needed an
oxygen mask or something. Stephen was grabbing at people as they
passed by. He was going to be arrested in a few seconds if we
didn’t get a handle on him. He was acting crazy.
This was definitely out of character for him. I
mean, sure he’d been bitten, but this was madness. He had always
been so reserved anytime I’d seen him. Stephen reached out and made
contact with a woman. He swooped her up in his arms and she began
smacking him over the head with her purse. Lily whacked at Stephen
while Jennifer pulled at his shirt. He finally let go, but the
incident didn’t deter him. He’d just attacked a woman. Had he been
trying to drink her blood? He sure acted a lot different from Jack
when he’d been bitten.

Poor Jennifer. She didn’t deserve this.
Stephen kept his pace, stumbling down the sidewalk like
Frankenstein. What was he up to? He was obviously delusional. Up
ahead, Stephen made a left into a café. A few screams echoed down
the sidewalk. This was not good. How would we explain this
situation? I finally caught up with them, running into the café
like a wild woman. Stephen had collapsed onto the floor in front of
a couple old ladies. Thank goodness, he hadn’t taken a bite out of
someone, which was what I had expected.

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