Page 165 of Wolf Blood

"Who's she waving at?" Ryker asked.

"Probably Harper," Elise said.

Bloom mouthed my name.

Fuck.

"You don't have to,"Rhone said.

"I know, but I should. I know these people."

I stood, and Rhone stood with me. His hand was on my hip as we walked into the observation room together, and I gave everyone the bad news while they saw for themselves the physical differences between me and Bloom.

They asked me questions about everything related to turned vampires.

Devolving.

Stabilizing.

Bloodthirst.

Feeding habits.

It felt strange to be the one giving them the information, the way Oren had explained everything to me months earlier.

By the time we left the observation room, I was drained.

Really, really drained.

Rhone pulled a candy bar from his pocket, and I unwrapped it while he carried me to the nearest staircase. Whatever his issue was with elevators, I had no problem with the stairs if he was the one climbing them.

We shared the candy on our way to the apartment, with him nipping at my fingers every chance he got, just to make me smile.

After a long shower, we collapsed in bed together, and vegged out while the cupcake show we now liked played on the TV.

Eventually, we both crashed.

Rhone spentthe entire next day handling pack and Guild shit with Maverick. Bloom and I hung out, only parting ways when the guys came to find us at lunch time, and on two different occasions for snacks.

They were both horny, and nothing could've hidden it. Not with erections like the ones they and every other man in the tower were sporting.

Rhone and I snuck back to our room for quick hookups both times, before the guys went back to their meetings. They were still dealing with the vampire Guild's founding families and whoever else they needed to, to wrap up everything that had gone down with the investment company.

I'd already given Rhone an all-access pass to my body. He knew I was up for whatever he needed or wanted until I revoked the pass. Which I had no plans to do.

Shortly before the end of the day before breeding season's peak, Bloom's family sent a message to everyone in the Guild.

The message said that they had taken over the leadership position and would do their best to "spice the VAG up" with the help of the werewolves. The Alpha Pack would now be hosting all gatherings in the tower, too.

"Did she really say they're spicing up the VAG?" I asked, pronouncing it likevaj, the way we did when we were making fun of the Guild's awful acronym.

Bloom grimaced. "I should talk to my family about changing the name."

"That would probably be for the best."

She sent the text, and I read over her shoulder as the messages came through.

Bloom