This chapter contains sexual content. That is all.

A.

Come in peace or die in pieces.

-Sherrilyn Kenyon

It was the motto she learned to live by and why people could never come in peace she could never understand. She did think it odd that she'd been manhandled twice in one day. It also raised her ire that Melina was still gunning for her. In all honesty she was the only person that she had true vicious intent toward. Everyone else was expendable.

If you want me bitch you come get me. It'll be the last mistake you make.

Melina flashed before Trish, "I don't have time for this shit Blondie."

Trish shot her a glare that showed her that she had no more time for it than she. "Oh and I do. I want the bitch dead as much as you do that's why I'm letting you traipse all over the rules of the Sagacity without consequence." Melina crossed her arms, "Jeffrey knows you hunt Kali."

"Shit." Melina hissed.

"He says that you aren't operating with all the facts, which means I'm not. Oh yeah and it gets worse, he has already threatened bodily harm if that bitch is harmed, which puts a little monkey wrench in your plan of revenge. What the fuck is the problem here Melina?"

"She killed my master." Melina said staunchly.

Trish rolled her eyes, they all knew that Kali killed Councilman Kurt Angle, but what everyone doesn't know is why. She had a feeling someone knew more than they were letting on and until someone started talking she wasn't making another move.

"Duh," she said. "The question is-"

"The question is why?" asked Andrew as he walked into the room.

"What the hell do you mean why?" Melina huffed, "because she's an evil bitch that's why."

Andrew rolled his eyes, his gaze landing on Trish, "Have you ever known vampires, especially master vampires to have business with crescents?" Trish frowned, "so why would Kali and Angle even be on the same block much less in the same damned room? Or how she would be able to compromise him enough to be able to attack him much less kill him? Come on Trisha, he was a master vampire!"

A master vampire was one of the most powerful vampires in the world, smooth; everything they did was about finesse. Crescents were considered animals, lowly in their eyes. The only way Kurt would've been that incredibly compromised in her presence was if she was in her ripening stage, she was in heat and he was prepared to mate with her.

"By rule vamps and crescents don't mate Andrew," Melina informed him irritably.

"Unless the she has something he wants. Don't act ignorant to the kind of power Kali wields. If she was a weakling you would be going after yourself Melina, being a master yourself. She's not just a crescent and you know it."

Trish's eyes snapped to Melina, "The hell is he talking about?"

Melina shrugged, "Ask him."

"No," Test smiled maliciously, "Ask the council."

"The hell is going on with her?" Trish asked.

David stood at the window, he was naked. His skin glistening in the moonlight, "You know what must happen before we share any information with each other."

Trish looked away from him. Damn him and the pact they made. She had this inane need to be in the loop at all times, with all dominions of supernatural life and not just that of the Hunters and Huntresses she created. She made trades and treaties all the time but this one, he owned her.

"David please,"

He turned around, the smile so hostile she wondered if he would kill her. "I'm not going to kill you Patricia." His humorless smile widened, his canines ever present, "at least not physically. Come to me."

She walked to him, slowly, looking him in the eye until the bullying eye contact forced her to drop her glance to the floor. His pull was strong and her body responded to it even without her mind wanting to. When she reached his side he pulled her back using her hair, bending her nearly in two. The action brought her perfect breasts right into his mouth. Her sucked one nipple into his mouth through her dress bringing it to a hardened peak in his mouth; running his canines over them he sent jolts of pleasured pain into her loins. Her breath sped up, her pulse raced and hot lava pooled in her nether regions. She hated that she did this but even more she hated that she liked it.

"Come to me," he said again and on her knees she went. "Service me."

David was harsh with her because that's what he felt she would detest. What she wouldn't tell him and what he probably knew on a primal level is that's what she craved most.

"She's a hybrid." David snarled at Trish when he finished.

"She's a what?"

"You heard me." David pulled her up from where she knelt before him. "Kane told me while you and Melina were having your little soiree."

"What kind of hybrid?"

David looked down at her, "Guess."