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inn.
The two silver-haired witches
rushed out of the kitchen and hugged Kaylee and Tara. “Hello,
hello! You must be Tara! It's so lovely to meet you!”
Tara looked a little
overwhelmed and seemed not quite sure how to respond.
“Thank you, Ma'am...”
she stammered.
“Ma'am? Oh my!”
Gramma tsked. “Just call us Gramma and Ne-ma.”
“I...forgive me.”
Tara bowed her head. “It's not proper.”
Ne-ma linked her arm through
Tara's and sniffed. “You are confusing us with your old
vampire master. Remember, no one is your master.” She poked
her finger into Tara's chest. “You are the boss of you, Tara!”
Gramma and Ne-ma marched Tara
into the dining hall and sat her down. “Alisa and Harper have
gone off for the day,” Ne-ma said. “They're taking the
cubs to a birthday party.”
“Alisa and Harper are
our granddaughters-in-law,” Gramma explained. “Alisa is
the chef here, and she cooked lunch for the guests before she left.
She and Harper made a big pot of stew for dinner, so there's more
than enough for everyone.”
Ne-ma gestured Gareth to a
chair. “Stop pacing, Gareth. You're making me dizzy! Now,
Tara, we know only a little about what happened to you,” she
said gently. “You can be honest with us. We're family.”
“I had a family once,”
Tara said in a low voice.
“We are here for you,”
Gramma said. “You do have a family...”
“You don't want me in
your family,” Tara answered immediately. “I'm a vampire,
a blood-sucking, murderous monster.”
“Murderous?”
“None of our vampire
friends are murderous.”
Ne-ma took her hand firmly.
“Tara, you have to know that there are good, honorable vampires
around. The vampire who drained you is a monster. But not all
vampires are monsters.”
“And you may not even
be a half-vamp,” Gramma said, squinting at her.
“What am I then?”
Tara gulped.
“I'm not sure,”
Gramma replied candidly. “After dinner, when the sun has set,
we'll go visit Rosalina. Rosalina is one of our oldest friends, and
she's a Master Vampire. She's the best person to answer your
question.”
CHAPTER
ELEVEN
Tara chatted with the Gray
brothers and their mates as Gramma and Ne-ma went upstairs to grab
their coats. Tristan, Mason and Jackson Gray had sped home after
work to change out of their construction clothes and clean up before
rushing down to Broomstick Inn. The three of them worked in
Tristan's construction company while the second Gray brother, Aidan,
was one of Winston's deputies. Aidan and Winston arrived at the inn
together after work, still in their police uniform.
Alisa was bouncing her little
daughter, Katie, on her hip while Harper was chasing Jeremy around
the inn. Jeremy had shifted to lion form and was trying to climb the
curtains when Harper caught him and spanked his little butt. The
mischievous lion cub howled and wriggled out of his mother's arms.
He scampered to his dad and climbed up Jackson's leg.
Jackson scooped his son up
and propped the cub on his shoulder. Harper raised a warning finger
at Jeremy, and the cub shifted to human form in a blink and wrapped
his arms around Jackson's head. “Daddy! Save me!”
Jeremy shrieked.
Tara chuckled as she watched
Harper chase her mate and son around the reception counter. Father
and son hi-fived each other and cheered when Harper threw her arms up
in defeat. Jackson grabbed Harper around the waist and pulled her in
for a loud kiss. “Ick!” Jeremy covered his eyes with
his hands and peeked at his parents between his fingers. “Gross!
Daddy, Mummy, stop kissing!”
The whole Gray family and
Knight family were here. Gareth had closed his pub and stayed with
her the whole day. The Gray brothers, their mates and cubs had all
turned up to support her and Gareth. Gramma and Ne-ma had called
their grandsons and told them all about her. Everyone seemed to
regard Gareth and her as one unit. Gareth was worried for her, so
the whole family worried for her too. Winston told