tossed her the finger. Quenton knew Joelle loved giving Aislinn a hard time since Aislinn hadn’t had friends before Charon had brought her to live with them. Joelle told him she was trying to get in all the friend teasing Aislinn had missed out on and pointed out that he should tease her, too.
Kenshin closed the door and took the seat at the head of the conference table. “As everyone is aware, Feral and Lucian have come a very long way to see if they can assist us in understanding the Ancient/Liaison relationship.”
“I thought they were here about the blood cult, too,” Joelle spoke up.
Kenshin gave her an icy glare. “That is an internal matter, which we will deal with.”
“How do you propose we deal with it?” Quenton asked. “When we don’t know what’s going on? I was also under the impression that Feral and Lucian were to be brought up to speed.”
“The two of you over-step your bounds,” Kenshin spoke slowly. “I would suggest you drop it.”
“No,” Talon said. “I know Feral. He can be trusted.”
Feral gave a small nod as Kenshin looked back and forth between the two men.
Quenton also studied them both then gave a short laugh. “You two are related.”
Chapter Seven
Quenton knew he should have seen it earlier. He was observant, but all the emotions flying around the room had distracted him. Feral gave a brief smile as Talon nodded. “Cousins, on my father’s side. It’s been awhile, though.”
“It’s been…what? A hundred years?” Feral said.
Talon nodded. “Perhaps a bit more.”
“Where was I?” Lucian asked.
“Sleeping quite well as I remember. We’d had an adventuresome evening.” Feral almost growled the last part of the sentence as Lucian blushed.
“Ah, yes.” Lucian cleared his throat and smiled at Talon. “Nice to finally meet you.”
“So, now can we talk?” Joelle asked.
Kenshin sighed. “Yes, but please do not discuss with anyone what is heard in this room.”
“Yeah, cause you Hunters are all yap yap yap, all the time,” Aislinn said.
“It’s got to be them since I am certain Kenshin would never insinuate that we go around talking indiscriminately.” Joelle glanced over at the director. “Right?”
“Just nod and agree,” Grimm advised. “It’s so much safer that way.”
Kenshin closed his eyes for a long moment, and Joelle took the opportunity to smile at Aislinn and Quenton. Yes, they all drove Kenshin crazy, but really, he needed it. The man was too uptight by far. And there weren’t enough people around to give him shit. Normally, others bowed and scraped when he addressed them, though Quenton had refrained. He just didn’t see the reason, truly. And from what he could see, it was never going to happen with the people currently sitting in the room.
“Blood cult?” Lucian prompted.
“There’s a group of vampires that are drinking human blood,” Kenshin said. “It’s not a random incident. They seem to be organized and have, somehow, gained inside information. They attempted to kidnap Joelle and Aislinn but obviously failed. We believe an Ancient is somehow involved.”
“Blood cults, unfortunately, aren’t anything new,” Feral said. “There are instances of them popping up throughout our history, but the number of vampires is small since it’s not a secret that regular vamps can’t handle human blood.”
“Yeah, but what did they do before the blood substitute came out?” Aislinn asked.
“Vampires can drink a minute amount of human blood,” he replied, “or at least, they used to. Most would partake perhaps twice to three times a month at most. Anything beyond that and they got sick. As with any group there are the ones who think they are immune so they try to drink more.”
“What about Tomas?” Joelle asked. “When I first met him, he’d sealed a wound on someone’s neck. He had to have had some blood.”
Talon answered her. “Depending on the age, some vamps can still drink,
Kenshin closed the door and took the seat at the head of the conference table. “As everyone is aware, Feral and Lucian have come a very long way to see if they can assist us in understanding the Ancient/Liaison relationship.”
“I thought they were here about the blood cult, too,” Joelle spoke up.
Kenshin gave her an icy glare. “That is an internal matter, which we will deal with.”
“How do you propose we deal with it?” Quenton asked. “When we don’t know what’s going on? I was also under the impression that Feral and Lucian were to be brought up to speed.”
“The two of you over-step your bounds,” Kenshin spoke slowly. “I would suggest you drop it.”
“No,” Talon said. “I know Feral. He can be trusted.”
Feral gave a small nod as Kenshin looked back and forth between the two men.
Quenton also studied them both then gave a short laugh. “You two are related.”
Chapter Seven
Quenton knew he should have seen it earlier. He was observant, but all the emotions flying around the room had distracted him. Feral gave a brief smile as Talon nodded. “Cousins, on my father’s side. It’s been awhile, though.”
“It’s been…what? A hundred years?” Feral said.
Talon nodded. “Perhaps a bit more.”
“Where was I?” Lucian asked.
“Sleeping quite well as I remember. We’d had an adventuresome evening.” Feral almost growled the last part of the sentence as Lucian blushed.
“Ah, yes.” Lucian cleared his throat and smiled at Talon. “Nice to finally meet you.”
“So, now can we talk?” Joelle asked.
Kenshin sighed. “Yes, but please do not discuss with anyone what is heard in this room.”
“Yeah, cause you Hunters are all yap yap yap, all the time,” Aislinn said.
“It’s got to be them since I am certain Kenshin would never insinuate that we go around talking indiscriminately.” Joelle glanced over at the director. “Right?”
“Just nod and agree,” Grimm advised. “It’s so much safer that way.”
Kenshin closed his eyes for a long moment, and Joelle took the opportunity to smile at Aislinn and Quenton. Yes, they all drove Kenshin crazy, but really, he needed it. The man was too uptight by far. And there weren’t enough people around to give him shit. Normally, others bowed and scraped when he addressed them, though Quenton had refrained. He just didn’t see the reason, truly. And from what he could see, it was never going to happen with the people currently sitting in the room.
“Blood cult?” Lucian prompted.
“There’s a group of vampires that are drinking human blood,” Kenshin said. “It’s not a random incident. They seem to be organized and have, somehow, gained inside information. They attempted to kidnap Joelle and Aislinn but obviously failed. We believe an Ancient is somehow involved.”
“Blood cults, unfortunately, aren’t anything new,” Feral said. “There are instances of them popping up throughout our history, but the number of vampires is small since it’s not a secret that regular vamps can’t handle human blood.”
“Yeah, but what did they do before the blood substitute came out?” Aislinn asked.
“Vampires can drink a minute amount of human blood,” he replied, “or at least, they used to. Most would partake perhaps twice to three times a month at most. Anything beyond that and they got sick. As with any group there are the ones who think they are immune so they try to drink more.”
“What about Tomas?” Joelle asked. “When I first met him, he’d sealed a wound on someone’s neck. He had to have had some blood.”
Talon answered her. “Depending on the age, some vamps can still drink,
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