The quickest way to exacerbate a dinner with my parents was being late for dinner with my parents. Well, other than bringing zombies to dinner. Because who kept brains in the fridge?

I’m here,” he said. “Be still.

In case you’ve forgotten, Ethan Sullivan trained me. And in case you didn’t know, Catcher Bell schooled me in sword craft. I was raised on ‘difficult to work with.

Screw them,” Ethan finally said. After a moment of utter shock, I enjoyed my second biggest smile all night. Malik’s wasn’t much smaller. “I’m sorry,” I said, “did you just say ‘screw them’?

Why, Sullivan, I think I just kicked your ass.

I think Luc was right,” he added when they were out of earshot. “I can hardly take you out anymore.” “I just took out a vamp twice my weight while wearing a cocktail dress and three-inch heels. I think I deserve some credit for that.

I nearly bit one of them, and yadda yadda yadda, we learned they had nothing to do with the color change.” “You can’t yadda yadda yadda nearly biting a fairy,” Paige said.

I’m still alive,” Gabriel pointed out. “Nick is also still alive, as is Merit. Everybody wave.

I’m an asset,” I said remorsefully. “If he gets pissed, it’s because you’ve endangered his weapon.” “Merit, if you really believe that, I have been giving you way too much credit.” His expression was serious enough to put surprise in mine. “Then he has an odd way of showing it.” “Babe, he’s a vampire.