Slowly, very slowly, I got my hands underneath me, preparing to shoot myself straight up and set off at a dead run. I would grab what defenses I had i... my bag as I went. I knew I wouldn’t be able to outrun a werewolf, but it would buy me enough time to dig out a charm that would confuse it and get me home safely. That is, if there weren’t any other Fae in the area that would hear its call as it prepared to hunt. And if I really did have the backup charm in my bag. And if I managed not to trip. All I could do was pull back once more and release all my sperm in one final slam as I groaned. She moaned loudly too. I rode out my orgasm and collapsed on top of her.“No…condom? You’re…dangerous…” I looked up in time to see her lick her lips and turn her head to look at me with those glazed eyes. “Let me finish you off…”I didn’t know what she meant until I felt her arm snaking between our bodies. I raised myself a bit and the joint between her thumb and finger stopped against my base. I took. When we walked into George’s condo I was struck by a photo of a much younger George and a teenage girl who looked remarkably like Abby. I was so taken by the photo that George seemed to feel the need to explain himself. “When you picked me up the day my car broke down, you took me home and introduced Abby. For me it was like turning back the clock forty years.“That is my daughter Jeanne. She died just a few days after that photo was taken. Jeanne was seventeen when she was killed by a hit and. His wings could decapitate. More fluttering. There was a loud crash from somewhere in the house. Drakken appeared at the silver railing of the second level balcony, panting. His eyes were wide with terror. He turned and disappeared in a blur. Luciel gathered her power around herself trying to locate the babies’ life force. Immediately, a raven-haired angel engaged her in battle. It appeared out of nowhere. She recognized the bastard as one of the ones that had taken pleasure torturing her.