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fucking hybrid, half vampire, half werewolf,” Raphael answered between
gritted teeth. “I struck a deal with a hunter tonight. Parts of her body will be
sold on the black market. Her fangs, claws, and anything else deemed valuable by
the hunters.” He added. “I've heard talk, here in this city which ultimately led
me to the hunter. Her magical body will enhance charms, spells, and curses. The
hunter will pay me a hefty price for delivering the hybrid whore to him.” Raphael
laughed, bearing his fangs. “It's fucking beautiful and never ceases to amaze me
how things always fall into place for me.”
    “Why would you do that?” Darius asked. “We are all vampires, how could you sell
out your own kind to a hunter? Wouldn't he do the same to you if given half the
chance?” Darius asked, shocked and appalled at Raphael. This time the evil blood-
sucker had gone too far.
    “She's not my fucking kind! She's a fucking hybrid! If she were merely human, I
would love to turn her into a full-blooded vampire, but now that I know she is part
werewolf! Hell fucking no!” Raphael snorted. “And you need to keep your fucking
mouth shut Darius, you're skating on thin ice with me as it is.”
    “Alright, so what do we do now?” Danoir asked.
    Raphael turned around, looking the men in their eyes. Having been a vampire since
eighteen forty-nine, Raphael adapted quickly to his new existence once sired. Raphael
migrated with his family from Europe to start a new life. His catalyst for doing
so was money. One unfortunate evening after closing a business deal, he returned
to his family, finding them slaughtered mercilessly by werewolves. Losing his mind,
Raphael ran screaming like a mad man deep within the woods, disturbing a vampire
dining upon a weary traveler. Raphael quickly found himself alone with an empty
black void where his heart once beat after that vampire sired him. From that night
on, he swore damnation to all werewolves.
    “Find her, kill Thorne, and bring her ass to me! It's plain and simple gentlemen.
Let's see how baby brother does without the help of his big brother. When we return
to New Orleans, I want Storm killed, along with every Wendigo warrior in his pack!”
Raphael hissed.
    Danoir and Raphael were in all their glory, leaving Darius and Dane looking on in
sheer terror. Not only was their leader a raving lunatic, he would be the very thing
that would cut their existence short. Most of the members of Raphael's clan were
runaways and misfits who had grown up on the streets of New Orleans. They were the
society of the lost, meaning; no one missed them, or even cared if they were dead
or alive.
    Darius and Dane were two vampires who bonded with one another quite easily, never
truly fitting in with Raphael's crew. After two years of following the madman's
orders, the two decided they had simply had enough. Now what Raphael was asking
them to do was simply horrific. Immortality sucked just as badly as life had for
them.
    Quite often, Dane desired to go to Memphis, Tennessee in search of his so-called
family. Bobby Ray had been his human name. Two years ago, Raphael sired and gave
him the name, “Dane.” Back then, life as a vampire seemed so enticing, adventurous,
and thrilling. Today it seemed filled with despair, death, and darkness…as though
they'd been sentenced to hell.
    * * * * * * *
    As Melanie slept on her queen-sized bed, Thorne familiarized himself with his surroundings.
Melanie came from a wonderful family, a family that would have and did give her
anything she desired, until her desire for freedom overrode her. The bedroom was
fit for a princess. The beautiful four-poster bed was carved out of wood, by Donovan's
hands. It was comforting, making him feel as though he were in his own home. A positive
aura radiated from all around, unlike the usual negative vibes he sensed in New
Orleans. Could it be his clan had fought in vain throughout the years? Up until
he met Donovan, he believed he led his pack