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eyes drifted over to Sienna. She looked a bit like a wilted flower. Her shoulders were hunched and her back was pressed against the wall like it was the only thing holding her up. She didn’t look hurt in any way, just severely disappointed and a bit forlorn as she stared at the profile of the guy who’d almost eaten her for lunch. She didn’t even seem to notice that there was anyone else in the room.
    What the hell? Was she seriously attracted to the guy? How was that possible? He could have been Jacob’s evil twin, and she’d never felt anything but platonic for him . He had a sudden vision of the hard-on the guy had been sporting only moments ago and remembered the way Sienna had seemed completely on board with whatever the guy had been about to do.
    Chemistry, he supposed, was everything.
    Maybe if he’d come at her with a raging hard-on, things would have been different between them. But then, he’d have to have been capable of feeling that kind of desire for her in the first place and he just couldn’t seem to drum up that kind of passion for someone he thought of as a sister—at least, being an orphan, how he imagined someone with a sister would feel about their sister.
    Still, walking in on your best friend looking to get down with someone who could be your twin was a bit of a blow to the ego. Especially when said twin actually turned out to be your father.
    Was it really possible? Could this guy—Greyvian Kobussen—really be his father? (What the hell kind of name was that anyway? Russian?) If only his mother were still alive. Surely she’d be able to confirm or deny it. If she didn’t completely freak out first that her ex-lover was a vampire. Or had she known at the time? Had she told the guy she was pregnant? Or had it just been a one-night stand? Had she even known his name? Although, judging by the surname she’d given him, Grey son , he supposed she had.
    “Did you love her?” he asked. “My mother?”
    Not a flicker of emotion crossed Greyvian’s face. “No.”
    Great conversationalist, this guy. He could see that getting information out of him would be like pulling teeth.
    “She’s dead, you know.” He was hoping to raise some kind of reaction, but he got nothing with the statement. “I’ve been an orphan since before I can even remember.”
    Still nothing. This guy was ice-cold. It was downright eerie. He’d gone from slobbering monster to the Poker Faced King in a matter of seconds. Jacob found himself almost preferring the raging beast to this lack of... anything.
    “Did she ever tell you about me?” He didn’t know what he was hoping for, asking that question. Even if his mother had told the guy, did he really wish he’d had this mercurial male for a father?
    “No. I only knew her for a very brief moment.”
    Wow, a whole sentence.
    “Did you rape her?” By the look of the guy and the way he’d had Sienna so aggressively pressed to the wall, it wasn’t a leap to think he might have.
    “No.” Greyvian didn’t elaborate or show any reaction to the jibe.
    Damn, he’d been hoping for at least a little bit of outrage, but still nothing.
    Suddenly he was too exhausted to ask any more questions. This was all too much. The fight earlier, having his blood drunk by a frickin’ vampire, finding out he wasn’t just sick because he had the flu but because he was actually about to turn into one of the bastards. Now this? How the hell was anyone supposed to cope with this many shocks in one day?
    In the silence that followed, nobody moved. It was like they were each processing the whole episode and needed a moment to organise their thoughts.
    Knox was the first to speak, coming back to reality with a shake of the head that said more than words about how weird this situation was. “So, who’s the female? She smells delightful.”
    Jacob looked over at Sienna, feeling strangely numb. She hadn’t moved from her wilted position and was still staring mournfully in