attractive.
“What would you like to know? My name is Breanna Hunt, but call me Brea. I have lived here for two years, I wait tables at Rhino’s. What else is there to tell?”
“Tell us about your friends.”
“I guess I only have two real friends. Keelie and Brandon. I live with Brandon. He is, interesting. I know he would like to meet y’all sometime.” Brea put special emphasis on ‘interesting.’
“What makes him, interesting?” Rebel asked, accenting the last word just as Brea had.
“You just have to meet him. He is drop dead gorgeous, a great server and the biggest slut I have ever met. I swear, he would do anything with a heartbeat.” The table went quiet. The five vampires just looked at each other as if waiting on someone to say something. Brea realized her faux paux, and immediately added, “And even a few without one.”
Angel was troubled. Had Brea been involved with her roommate? A Is he that friendly with you?”
“Oh, he wishes. He’s offered more than once, but I won’t take him up on it.”
“What about Keelie?” Gage asked.
“No, she won’t sleep with him either.”
A slow smile spread across Angel ’s face. She was teasing, he thought. She was making jokes with his family. Laughing out loud, Gage rephrased, A no, I mean, tell us about her.”
Pretending that she hadn ’t realized that from the beginning, Brea answered, “Oh, well, she is about my age, beautiful, confident, icy blue eyes, but that’s how all wolves are.”
“So your friend is a werewolf,” Rebel said.
“Uh huh, but she isn’t creepy like most of the ones I met before. She’s really cool. But she can have a temper!”
“Most wolves do, and animals in bed! Can you introduce me?”
“Dinner is finished, Ma Cher , why don’t we get on to the great hall and begin work?” Angel interrupted, saving Brea from having to answer.
“Sounds great. Nice to meet all of you,” she said, rising from her chair. Five vampires rose with her as a show of respect. “Y’all don’t have to do that,” she drawled in her southern accent.
“Yes we do. Angel would have our heads if we disrespected his--..”
“Company,” Angel cut him off. He shot Gage a warning glance before offering his arm to Brea.
Taking his arm, Brea left the dining hall. “So, who are these people, this council that is coming?” she asked.
“Did Sebastian explain my position to you?”
“Yeah, what a head trip, huh? Famous rock star and a clan leader? It’s no wonder you seem to think you can have anything you want,” as soon as the words left her mouth, Brea regretted them. She pretended not to see the stab of hurt cross Angel’s face before he hid it behind a mask of composure. “I’m sorry, you have been nothing but nice to me, and generous. Thank you for the things in my room, by the way.”
He shrugged his shoulders. “It was my pleasure. If there is anything you want or need while you are here, all you have to do is say so.”
“I think I will be fine, now, let’s get to work.”
Angel led her to the main hall. It was exactly as she had remembered it earlier that day, only the skylight was clear and allowed the stars to be seen. That is, until Angel turned on the lights and the chandelier came to life, lighting the entire room.
“This is where most of the gathering will take place. I will meet with some leaders privately, but this time, it is mostly a party. To conclude our meetings.”
Brea looked at him as if he were speaking Latin.
“We vampires leaders meet in every region over the course of eight months every five years. We discuss any political issues that have arose, work out