Chapter Sixteen

Elvira had left Cordelia to lean across the windowseat and stare up at the stars that seemed to be growing even more dazzling after pouring her another two glasses. She'd taken the champagne bottle with her and had been drinking from it itself while laying across the bed. Her long legs were hiked up onto the bed, but her head fell off of one side, her long, dark hair sweeping the floor. Her mind was pleasantly blank when her vision was suddenly clouded by something white that seemed to be growling.

Elvira had to look at the blurry object for some time before she realized that it was not all white but had a pink moehawk and a black collar. It still took her a little while longer before she finally realized that the growling object was Gonk. "Wha . . . ? Whuzzit?" she asked, her voice as blurred as her vision.

Gonk's growl turned to a whine.

"You've gotta . . . go pee pee?" The poodle nodded, and Elvira frowned. "Gonk's gotta go to the bathroom," Elvira called to Cordelia.

Cordy looked up in surprise, and her head swam at the fast movement. She touched a hand to her forehead as she looked at Elvira. "But there're din-dino-dinosaurys out there!" she protested.

"I know," Elvira replied, "but he's still gotta go."

"Then let him go. He's a male any way. He's probably got a sense of doody too."

"Still . . . gotta go wit' him," Elvira managed as she forced herself to pull up to a sitting position.

Cordelia sighed. "You sure?" she asked her. "He can't just go in here?"

"He can't use the chamberpot!"

"Oh." Cordelia made a face. "Guess not," she spoke, then hiccupped. "All right. I'll go with ya."

The two women headed out of their room with Gonk sprinting ahead of them. They came to a stop at the head of the staircase as something growled in the darkness down below. "What is it?" Cordelia whispered, her eyes wide.

"I dunno," Elvira replied. She pushed the younger woman. "You go ahead."

"I am not! I'm a Princess! You go first!"

Elvira looked at Cordelia. "You are drunk!"

"Am not!"

"Am too!"

"Am not!"

Gonk looked back up at the girls from the foot of the staircase. He barked urgently up at them. "Brendan?" Elvira asked. "You sure that's just that Werewolf making all that noise!"

Gonk yipped again, and Cordelia looked at Elvira. "You understand your doggie?"

"Of course, I understand my doggie!" Elvira replied with a wave of the hand that held the champagne bottle. "Besides, if it's not him . . . " A hiccup forced her to pause, but then she resumed, "I'll hit him on the head with this!"

"All right," Cordelia told her, "but still you go first."

With the champagne bottle still raised high in the air, Elvira slunk down the stairs. Cordelia stayed so close to her that they stumbled down the stairs together in such a tangle that Elvira nearly dropped the candle. She did drop the champagne bottle. It hit the floor and shattered. "Oh no!"

"Our champagne!" Cordy cried, equally dismayed.

"We'll find more later when we come back in," Elvira replied, never realizing that Brendan had stirred at the crash. "At least that awful growling's stopped."

Cordelia nodded. "Let's run before it gets back!" The girls raced with Gonk outside, slamming the door behind them.

The slamming door stirred Brendan even more, and he rolled over in his sleep only to fall off the couch and hit the floor. His eyes did not open as his hand groped out for the couch and he pulled himself back up, but as he rolled onto it he collided with something hard. "Cole," he grunted, "move over." No answer came, so he pushed what he believed to be Cole. Cole wouldn't budge nor answer him, so Brendan was finally forced to open his eyes.

Brendan blinked sleepily as his vision settled. Where was he? he wondered as he stared at the back of the couch. He sat up and peered around only to find that he'd somehow ended up in the living room. He frowned. Had he sleep walked? Taking the pillow and blanket with him, Brendan headed back to his room, but when he tried the door, it wouldn't open. He frowned and put an ear to the door. He was about to call Cole's name when he heard screams coming from inside and the scents of what was happening in the room hit his nose. Brendan's mouth fell open, and his eyes shot wide! Cole and Piper were doing it!

With that realization came another: Prue had been left alone! Alone with dinosaurs that might come into her room! Brendan broke into a run as he raced for Prue's bedroom. His hand was already beginning to turn the doorknob when he stopped himself. He opened the door just slightly enough that he could peer in and breathed a sigh of relief when he spotted her sleeping soundly on the bed. She was okay. He sniffed again, and his worry let up when he did not smell any sign of danger.

Prue was okay, but she was alone and unprotected and that would never do. Still, he knew that he could not go into the room with her, especially with her sleeping form appearing so beautiful and alluring. Just watching her sleep made his hormones rise, and he forced himself to shut the door before his wolf could be alerted. He would stay outside her door, and if he sensed any sign of danger, he would run to protect her.

With his mind decided, Brendan slid down to sit just outside Prue's door. His back pressed against her door. He could have put the pillow behind him to make himself more comfortable but did not want to risk lulling himself to sleep. He nonetheless covered up with the blanket for it was indeed cold and somehow he'd managed to wear nothing but pants. As his mind turned back over the day's events, he wondered where the pants had even come from. His surprise grew as a touch told him that they were made of silk.


Cole had heard some one at the door. He sensed that it was Brendan. He did not answer him and hoped that Brendan would go away. He wondered what had awakened the Werewolf when he had not been able to. His mind returned to Piper as she moved against him. He thought, Brendan better not get on that door again or I'm gonna get up and kick his wolfy ass! He heard Brendan move away finally. He didn't know where his friend had gone but was glad that he didn't come back to beat on the door. He put his mind wholly on Piper again even as he felt her bite his neck. The little vixen was becoming bold, and he liked it!

Piper had been too absorbed in Cole and the magic between their bodies to take any notice of anything else. She nipped Cole's neck, then ran her tongue over the same spot. Her tongue trailed lower until she found herself at the base of his neck. She sucked him there.

Cole felt his erection jerk and become stiffened again. He had lost track of how many times he and Piper had done it, but he was always up for one more time! He lifted Piper up above him and brought her down on his sword.

She had been crying out to be whole with him again, and he had rewarded her with just that. As Cole again filled her, taking Piper ever higher into the stars of pleasured passion, her lips found his again. She kissed him, her tongue dipping into his mouth and sparking a duel with his own, even as her hands sought out every inch of his body that they could come across.

Cole's hands ran up and down Piper's body and finally connected with her breasts. He plunged upward even deeper as he squeezed her breasts. They soon were in the rhythm as old as time itself. He was the horse, and Piper was riding him!


Prue did not wake up when Brendan had opened the door. She was a very hard sleeper. She did not even know that Piper was not in the bed with her but a few doors down having the ride of her life. If she had known Brendan was outside her door, he would never have been safe! She stirred and turned over. Her dream-filled sleep did not want to let go, but Mother Nature was calling. She got up and padded toward the bathroom on silent feet.

She had just came back out of the bathroom when something growled. "Piper?" Prue called in a shaky voice. "There's something in here!" Where was that damn candle! she thought. She had forgotten it in the bathroom. She returned for it and held it high.

Oh my Gods! she thought as she looked at the torn-apart bed. Where was Piper! She should have been in that bed! Something must've happened or she'd have never left it in such disarray! She was such a neat-nick.

Prue walked over to the door and carefully opened it. She was rewarded with another growl. "Piper!" she called again. Had whatever monster was outside the door grabbed her sister while she had slept through it! She blamed herself!

Outside Prue's door, Brendan continued to sleep and snore. He had not meant to fall asleep, but the day had been long and all the wolfing had doubly exhausted him. He now turned over, his hand reaching out in his sleep and scratching at Prue's door.

The scratching on the door scared Prue. She ran, jumped in the middle of the bed, and held the candle up. "Wh-Wh-Who's there?" she stuttered out. She had to get out of the room, but she couldn't for the monster lay in the door and now he was clawing to get inside!

"It's just me," a voice came from the closet.

"Me who!" her high-pitched voice came back to him.

"Carl," he answered, poking his head out of the closet and looking at Prue.

"Carl, there's something outside my door! It's growling and scratching! It wants to get in!" Her voice trembled. "And, Carl, it ate Piper!" She was crying now. "It's all my fault!"

Carl scratched his head. He knew Piper was fine. In fact, the girl was more than fine, and he knew what she was up to! As for what was outside Prue's door . . . "Prue," he told her, "that's just Brendan!"

"Brendan's outside my door!" She immediately stopped crying and jumped for joy. "Why didn't he just knock? I'd let him in! Where's Piper?"

Carl realized that he'd managed to talk himself into a situation where he was between a rock and a hard place. "Huh . . . " He fumbled. He didn't dare answer either question, but he had to answer one. "Brendan," he decided aloud. "He's asleep. He does that in his sleep. Well, the snoring any way. The scratching's new, but he must have fleas."

"Carl!" Prue called to him. "Where is Piper? You seem to know everything, so I'm sure you know where she's at!"

Carl looked from Prue to the door and then back to Prue. There was no way he was going to tell her what her sister was doing, especially not as he'd helped the girl to get there! "I think I hear Paige calling!" he let out in a loud squeak. Before Prue could even react, Carl had leapt back into the closet and was deep inside the safety of his tunnel.

"Carl, don't you dare leave without telling me if Piper's okay!"

"She's okay!" Carl called back to her, digging as fast as he could.

Prue looked into the closet and saw that Carl was gone so far that she couldn't get her hands on him. "You little rodent, I'll get you for that!" Then her mind turned back to Brendan. He was just outside her door! She was as eager as a kid on Christmas morning as she made her way for the door. If Brendan thought he was going to get away from her this time, he'd better think again! She snatched the door open, and Brendan fell backwards inside. He hit the floor hard, but to Prue's amazement, continued to sleep.

"Brendan," Prue called as she knelt beside him. "Brendan!" She shook him, and then when he failed to wake up, leaned down and kissed him. How could she get anywhere with him if she couldn't even wake him up! Gods, this man was frustrating!

Brendan had been dreaming of Prue, and now he felt her lips touch his. He never stopped to think that they might have done so in reality but only cupped his hand gently behind her head and deepened the kiss.

Now that's more like it! she thought as she deepened the kiss even more.

As their kiss grew, Brendan, still acting in his sleep, reached another hand up. This time, he gently encircled Prue's waist and pulled her closer.

Prue was melting! If he was this good when he was asleep, she knew it'd be Heaven when he was awake! She pulled back from him long enough to roll him away from the door so that she could shut it. Then she locked it. She returned to Brendan who still had not woke up.

"Brendan, this is gonna be kind of hard if you keep laying there. I'd like to get a ride, but I don't want to have to take it away from you! It won't be any fun if you're asleep!" She wasn't too sure about the last statement that came out of her mouth as she noticed that he seemed to be reacting to her closeness and his sword seemed to be rising. Did she dare take him while he was asleep? It would be one way that he wouldn't be a virgin any more, but it wouldn't be fair. She just couldn't do it to him. She wanted him, but she wanted him to want her.

She laid down beside him, propped up on one elbow, and began to trace his face with her finger. Every time her finger got next to his nose, he wrinkled it, but he still didn't wake up. Once he even swatted at her. "Brendan, I never thought I'd meet somebody who couldn't wake up any better than I do, let alone fall in love with them! Brendan . . . " She wouldn't leave him alone, but other than teasing him, she had no ideal how to wake him up.

Prue got tired of messing with Brendan. She knew she'd never get him on the bed, so instead of trying, she went over to the bed and fetched another pillow and blanket. She came back, laid down beside Brendan, and covered them both up. She got as close as she could to him and laid her head on his shoulder. Before she went to sleep, she leaned up and kissed him one last time. "I love you, Brendan." She snuggled into him and was soon fast asleep.


Angel gave an audible sigh of relief when they gained the yard of the house. He stared in disbelief at Elvira and Cordelia, who were running round in circles with Gonk and giggling madly. "What in the world's going on with you ladies!"

Wolf stood, looking at the pair, and sniffed. "Figures," he said.

Before he had a chance to clarify what figured, Elvira and Cordelia stopped running around. Even as Gonk finally lifted his leg, Elvira looked up at Angel and Wolf and grinned. She elbowed Cordelia. "Hey! Look! It's the duty boys!"

Angel looked at the rest of his group. "Go on in. Find yourself a room and retire for the evening." He turned his attention back on Cordelia. "You shouldn't be out here, you know, Cordelia. It's dangerous."

Wolf looked at Elvira. "I thought you were keeping the bed warm," he told her.

"Why should I?" Elvira returned, putting one hand on her hip as she glowered at him. She stumbled a bit but did not lose her balance. "So that I could give you a ride after you got done playing with your duty?"

Cordelia used Elvira to help her maintain her balance even as she returned Angel's look. "And of course it's danger out here!" she added. "But it's not as if either of you were home to walk the doggie!"

Zora, shaking her head, walked past the others with Vang and the female cub.

Delvira chose to ignore her sister. Instead, she placed a gentle hand on Connor's shoulder. "I think we need to go see your father," she whispered to him.

"Let me get the cubs settled with Zora. Then you can show me where my father is." He walked inside, still carrying the cub gently, and followed Zora.

Delvira trailed behind the younger ones, shaking her head. Jareth's duty might frustrate her greatly, but she'd never take to it the way her twin had to Wolf's!

"You're going up to bed, young lady," Wolf said as he scooped Elvira up and toted her over his shoulder. "See you tomorrow, Angel." He headed up the stairs, toting Elvira's wriggling butt. "Be still or I might drop you," he warned her.

"Go ahead!" she snapped. "Gonk! Gonk, come to Momma, baby!"

Gonk was even more confused than the men. He turned in circles at Elvira's voice. The women did not realize it, but he had helped Cordelia with her drink. Cordy reached down and picked the poodle up. Holding him against her chest, she glowered up at Angel. "And I suppose you're going to try to tote me like I'm a sack of potatoes too!"

"Not me," Angel denied. "I think you can tote yourself." He opened the door and held it for her. "You want to explain to me, Princess, why you thought you had to get drunk?"

"I didn't have to," Cordelia informed him coldly with a royal sniff. She brushed past him, still carrying Gonk. "I wanted to."

"Oh, and I suppose that makes it all right? What if the dinosaurs had attacked you and Elvira while you were outside?"

"Gonk had to use the bathroom!" Cordelia tossed at him. "What were we supposed to do, let him pee in the house!"

"No, but you weren't supposed to be traipsing around out there like giggling schoolgirls so that the raptors might eat you. You could have opened the door and let the dog out."

"So that he could have been eaten instead!" She couldn't believe what she was hearing!

"Cordelia, I just don't believe you!" He shut and locked the door and scooped her up. "Bet this is the first time you've ever been drunk."

"Shows what you know," she told him. "You don't know me any more than my parents do!" Gonk wriggled and, upon finally getting free, jumped out of her arms. He landed on the floor and rushed up the stairs after Elvira.


Wolf reached the bedroom and managed to open the door. He carried Elvira over to the bed and dumped her on it. Then he returned and locked the door before turning to face her. "Why did you get drunk, Elvira? Why did you jeopardize yourself and Cordelia out there? Couldn't you just turn the dog out to go to the bathroom by himself?"

"No!" she exclaimed sharply at him. "And I don't have to answer to you! You're so interested in fulfilling your duty, why don't you wake Jack up from his screw and ask him what he wants you to do now!"

"Jack's screwing!" Wolf exclaimed with a grin. "Gods, that's wonderful!" He took a flying leap and landed in the bed beside Elvira. "You're cute when you get mad, Elvira. Missed ya." He wrinkled his nose up at her and grinned. "It was scary out there, but we managed to save the kid and some more people as well. You know we couldn't just leave him out there."

"You didn't have to be the one to be jumping to go after him!"

"I wanted to! Angel's my best friend. I didn't want him out there by himself. I'm surprised you didn't tag along behind your sister."

"Like I could've! You didn't exactly extend a personal invitation, and besides, I would've only gotten in the way!" Choosing not to face him, she flounced over to her side. Gonk was looking up at her from the floor, and she reached down and pulled him onto the bed beside her.

"It's too dangerous for you out there. Your sister almost bit it, but you should've seen her. She threw the biggest fireball I've ever seen and took out quiet a lot of the little bastards!"

"If you're that impressed with her, why don't you go sleep with her!"

"Elvira! I don't believe you just said that!" Wolf protested. He reached out and pulled her over to face him. "There's no need to be jealous of your sister! She's in love with Jareth, and I'm in love with you! So why in the Hell would you want us to sleep together! And speaking of sleeping, do you know what you did to me!"

Elvira looked at him. Just what the Hell was he getting at this time! "No," she hissed, "but I'm sure that whatever it is, Delvira can fix it!"

"No, she can't, because you did it!" he told her. He figured she was too drunk to be able to follow what he was trying to tell her. "Elvira, when you bit me, did you know that you were turning me into a Vampire?"

"Like I was really studying anything then! I had an itch, and you were volunteering to scratch it! If you got something you don't like, then maybe you should've thought about that before you volunteered!"

"I had an itch, and you scratched it perfectly," he informed her. "I didn't know anything about it, though. You're going to be half Werewolf, 'cause I bit you!" He waited while the words sunk in.

"I'm not going to be anything!" she denied. "Now stop threatening me!"

"Threatening you! I'm warning you! Tomorrow night's the full moon! The Vampire has already started kicking up in me. The Werewolf will soon start on you."

"You're not starting anything," she informed him. "If you think you're getting laid after running around with dinosaurs trying to do your damned duty -- !"

He could see that it was not sinking in. "Why do you persist in thinking that I'm trying to start something? Must be the alcohol. How much did you have to drink?"

"You think I counted them! Hell, I would've drank everything I could've gotten my hands on!"

"What's a matter with you, woman!" He could not believe this was the same Elvira he had screwed off and on all yesterday! She was turning into rather a shrew! If he didn't love her so much, he'd simply get up and leave the room but knew that that would not solve anything.

Elvira glared up at him but did not answer him.

"I know what your problem is! You're horny, and you were probably horny when I left this evening! And since I've been gone a couple of hours, you're even hornier!" He looked down at her. "I can fix that."

"Like Hell you can! You're not fixing anything!" Her eyes cut through him before she finally turned back around, presenting her back to him once more. "Besides, not everything can be solved by a screw!"

"THEN WHAT THE HELL'S YOUR PROBLEM!" he yelled at her, so frustrated he thought he would explode.

"My problem? I DON'T HAVE A PROBLEM!" She had sat up now and was glaring holes in him. "YOU'RE THE ONE WITH THE PROBLEM! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO WENT TRAPISING IN DINOLAND TO FIND A BOY! YOU CAN USE THE EXCUSE THAT YOU DIDN'T WANT ANGEL TO BE ALONE ALL YOU WANT, BUT DELVIRA WENT WITH HIM! HE WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN ALONE!"

"GOOD LORD! Elvira, listen to yourself! Gods, woman, what is the matter with you!" He was totally taken aback. "If you hate what I am and what I do, then I guess there ain't any hope for us! I'm not going to change being what I am to make you happy! I wouldn't ask you to change, and it's not fair of you to ask me to give up helping my friend when he needs help! He might not have made it back! Jack trusts us to carry out the mission. We succeeded. We didn't ask your sister to come along, but we were glad that she was there as she saved our bacon!"

"Precisely!" Elvira spat. "Even here, she's gotta come right along and save you and Angel and just make every one so damned proud!" She left the bed and began to head for the bathroom.

"Guess I'll see you in the morning," Wolf told her. He slunk out of the room, closing the door quiettly behind himself. He was completely at a loss as to what to do to better the situation.

Elvira had started to head for the bathroom, but when Wolf had went to leave, she had stopped. She let him go and did not try to call him back. After all, her sister had already gotten to him, so what chance was there left for her? None, she knew. She turned from the bathroom and returned to the bed where Gonk lay waiting and knowing what was about to come. She curled into the bed and covered her face in his wool.


Wolf continued down the stairs and into the kitchen. Even though it was dark, he was able to see some, and he searched around for a candle. When he lit it, he found that he was not alone in the kitchen as Zora and Connor were already there, busily searching for something to feed the cubs. He looked back up the stairs to see if Elvira might be coming after him and then reshut the door. "Women!" he muttered. "Anything to be ate?" he asked hopefully.

"Nothing worth a damn so far," Zora muttered from inside a cupboard.

"What we need is some meat," Wolf informed her. "I'll go out and get some. I need to kill something." Without another word, he headed out the door of the kitchen that headed outside. He didn't know how far he'd have to go to get something, but right now, it didn't matter. The woman that made his heart soar had now crashed him down to the darkest, deepest pits of Hell, and he didn't know why she was so angry. He hadn't a clue!

He sniffed the air hungrily. The only thing he could pick up was a couple of smaller raptors. He wolfed into Werewolf form and headed after them.


Angel carried Cordelia up to their room and fumbled with the door. When he succeeded in opening it, he carried her in and dumped her on the bed. "Go to sleep, Princess. See you in the morning." He did not want to argue with a drunken Cordelia. He had heard Wolf unsuccessfully trying to reason with Elvira and knew that the alcohol was partially to blame. He went around to the other side of the bed and laid down, his hands clasped behind his head. He hoped that Cordelia was sleeping, but from the tenseness in her body, he knew she wasn't.

"So that's it?" Cordy asked him. "You risk life and limb to do your blasted duty and then you come home and go to bed?"

"What else is there for me to do, Cordelia? It's a good thing I went after the boy. He almost got eaten by raptors! What do you want me to do?"

"Like that matters? All that matters to you is what your Captain wants you to do!"

"Don't bring Jack into this. He has enough problems without having a mad woman fussing about him. I did what I had to do! I was the cause of Connor being out there, so I went and got him."

"But, Angel, why were you the cause of him being out there? Because you scared him away from something your Captain was leading you into?"

"Yes. The kid had no business sticking his nose in there, but I should have made sure that he got back to the group, not just sent him off on his own, and I didn't. He got lost, and that was my fault, so I fixed it." He waited for her to start fussing on his head. He'd put up with it, but he would not put up with her cutting down on Jack.

She sighed. She knew it would do no good to try to talk to him. It never did any good to try to talk to those who felt that their duties were everything. She turned from him and stared at the wall through teary eyes. She sighed again. This was not going to work.

He reached out and rubbed her back with his hand. "I missed you, but I can't be with you always, Cordelia. Sometimes you'll have to be by yourself. I have to do what I feel like I have to do. My first loyalty and duty, as you call it, lays to Jack. I owe him my everything, my very life."

"He doesn't always ask. I know I surprise him sometimes, because I do it without being asked but I feel like I need to. It doesn't mean that I don't have room in my heart for you, because I do. I love you. But if you can't accept me the way that I am, then . . . then I guess we don't have any hope for having a happy ever after."

"Happy ever afters don't exist, Angel," she told him, "and I guess . . . I guess you're right, because I can't be with a man whose duty to his Captain always comes first. I understand why . . . why it should, but I need somebody who's willing to put me first." She could not believe the words she was having to say but knew that they were true. She needed some one who'd love her enough to put her first. She didn't mind sharing with Jack, but she could not let him always come first. Shaking her head, she moved to leave the room.

"No, you stay here. This is your room. I'll leave," Angel said. "I'm sorry, Cordelia. I can't be what you want me to be, but I do love you, and if you ever need anything, you have but to call me." He got up and headed slowly out the door with his head hung low. Not too long ago he'd heard Wolf coming down the very same hall and heading down toward the kitchen. He followed the same path and found Zora and Connor with the cubs, Vang, and Sebastian. "Where's Wolf?" he asked.

"Went out hunting." She paused, smelling the sadness on him, and looked at him. "Don't tell me you got reamed too."

"Oh, yes! I'm going hunting too." He headed for the door. "Promised the little guy I'd bring him some food. I'm swearing off of women. They're more trouble than they're worth."

"Why?" Zora returned to him. "Because they want to come first with their men?"

"Guess you heard it, huh? Probably the whole house heard it."

"Nah. They don't have the hearing we do." She turned to look fully at him. "Angel . . . I know it's none of my business, but maybe you should think about this if that woman upstairs means anything to you. Does Jack really have to come first all the time? I know he's great, but eventually you're going to find something that means more to you than he does."

"He's my Captain, Zora! My first duty and loyalty lay to him, and unless I'm going to stop being his First Mate, he has to come first. He doesn't ask it of me, but I feel like I owe it to him."

"What about what you owe to yourself, Angel? We both know Jack'd want you to be happy, and besides, he doesn't put you first. I don't know who the Hell he's got with him, but I know he isn't you."

"Gods, I hope not!" Angel told her. "That's his lover. I don't want to sleep with Jack!"

She shook her head. "You're missing my point. Who do you think Jack puts first, Angel: you, his ship, or his lover?"

"That doesn't make sense, Zora. Jack probably wouldn't know that answer himself. If he stopped to think about it, he probably wouldn't know which one to choose. I should've just stayed away from women. Every time I get around one, they confuse me. I need to be like the rest of the guys -- pay for it, screw 'em, and leave 'em."

Zora blinked up at him in surprise. "Didn't realize this was a brothel."

"Huh! Where's a brothel? What are you talking about?"

"Angel, close your eyes and sniff. What's going on in this place?"

"Hmm. Sex!" Angel said with a grin. "Glad somebody's getting it! Damn sure ain't me! Be back in a bit, Zora," he said as he hit the door at a run.

Zora shook her head and looked down at Vang. "I tried," she told him. "You saw it didn't do a damn. Next time, you put your neck out there, 'cause I'm not opening my mouth again for any damn human. Or Vamp."

To Be Continued . . .