Although she had been a little irritated that Raven and Andrew had disappeared into his bedroom the previous evening, she had enjoyed having a nice qu...et evening to herself. She had spent an hour luxuriating in a nice hot bubble bath, emerging only when her skin on her finger tips was wrinkled. She had wrapped herself in a thick comfortable towel and went to bed early.Raven was the first to enter the kitchen. She looked over at Cat and said, "Relax. I took care of him this morning." You did?". " Rachael winced at how strange thatsounded, "We've been together many years." Any children?" Denise asked."No, we were close once but Dianne lost the child. They suggested thatwe should adopt rather than having a child of our own." That's sad," Carmine said, "I'm so sorry for you guys." We discussed adopting, but our lives have been a bit chaotic and wewanted to get settled down first."The discussion ebbed for a bit when Denise's name was called. Sheretrieved the order and brought it back to. This was only to be expected. The girl was so fucking unreliable! But Esther decided that it wasn't a good idea to wait, or the potatoes would get burnt and the vegetables too soggy. So the party adjourned to the dining room section of the living room, while Zoë slipped on a Nitin Sawhney album she thought would better suit the ambience than fucking Armand Van Helden.It was only when the plates were set out and forks and knives were poised to tuck in, that the sitar sounds were interrupted. What a fool he was for waiting. The next time he had her in his arms, he would waste no time, and strip the little blonde haired minx, have his way with her, and make her his mate. He felt his fangs retract and his erection ebb away, as he continued to stare into the top of the white void he lived in. He could conjure anything here, could do what he pleased, could watch her, and learn everything about her. But it was his prison until she was his. And then, then he would kill the witch who had.