”His fangs ached for her, an ache echoed by the throbbing hardness of his cock. Her throat pulsed with temptation, so close to him. Where he could r...ach it. Instead, his own chain swathed arms went around her. “I made a choice, Ari. The wrong one, clearly, but it was mine.”"What would have been my fate? Had I agreed?" she asked, calloused fingers stroking the lines of his chest."I don't know," he whispered, torn between his need to taste her blood and his unaccountable desire to spare her more. . you know ... never ... I only read about it...” she said, speaking low and soft, quiet like, as if not wanting to disturb anyone with her words.Hearing him compliment her, she felt good, true, but she was already feeling good from that odd sensation of service or ‘something’. She could not quite put the feeling into words, but she felt more content, and more at peace in the moment, even Zenlike, than she could remember feeling in quite some time.Kimber sent a shiver up his spine as he watched. The company had an international presence. Two million units of powered donuts spread out over fifty states and twelve months would represent sales of less than eight thousand boxes per state per week. That might sound like a lot, but it actually wasn't much. A state with a thousand stores would mean that a store only sold eight boxes of donuts a week. Most places sold that many a day. There were always twenty or so boxes at the store where he shopped.Dave said, "That's a good thing, right?". I figured that it would take another millennium or two before my boss would receive a lateral transfer to the Department of Old Souls and I would have a chance at his position.Christmas was approaching up on the surface and down here things always got busy. The large number of drunk drivers killing themselves and their fellow commuters meant we always had a higher than average monthly intake in the New Souls Department. The Thanksgiving holiday meant Christmas was less than a month away, and.