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an option. There may not be kids around right this very second but that does
not mean you three are allowed to stand out here and air the dirty laundry with
a bullhorn. Take the drama home and finish it there.”
    “Like I’ll go back with her!” Amber said. She
pulled a cigarette out of her purse and lit up, sucking on it like this would
be her last smoke ever.
    “Oh please, slut, like you’d be allowed in my
house,” retorted Michelle.
    Jeff squeezed the bridge of his nose. “We’ll go
to my place.” This announcement riled up the girls until they were both
shouting at Jeff. Arabella couldn’t dredge up even a smidgen of guilt for him.
Not even a faux-frown.
    Aha! Ara’s eyes lit up. “You can use the
conference room at the library. I’ll call ahead and tell them to let you use a
room. As long as you keep your voices at adult, normal ranges then you’ll be
fine. If you get loud, you know who the librarian is.”
    Jeff groaned. “Matilda.”
    Amber shook her head. “She’s the strictest
librarian in the world. I can’t believe she’s still allowed to work there.”
    “It’s because she works for free and does an
excellent job,” Arabella said, grinning. Old Matilda worked like a horse and those
who dared to break one of her rules would live to regret it later. Arabella had
seen what Matilda was capable of. She shivered just thinking about it. Library
fees could be expensive.
    The trio came to an agreement and left. Arabella
hopped into her Jeep and continued on her original mission. Today she was going
to see the president. The president. She’d been on her way when she’d spotted
The Troubled Trio at the basketball courts. Now that she was focused again on
her task, she gnawed on her bottom lip.
    The new president of the vampire and Were
council, Zeke Hunter, was also Ara’s alpha. She and all others were under his
protection while she lived on his lands. She’d talked with alpha Zeke on a few
occasions, enough to agree with the rumors of his sanity. The Were was not all
there in the head.
    How he still managed to become elected and beat
Dominic Blackmoore in the race only proved how smart he was. At least some of
the time anyway, when he had his senses about him. Zeke swayed many voters with
his promises of change and new mating laws that would open between vampires and
Weres—something previously unheard of—and pairings were now allowed between
same-sex beings. He’d made good on his promises so far.
    Zeke did not keep a normal office, such was
part of his oddness. Instead, he preferred to keep to a tent which he and his
closest confidants moved regularly. It kept Zeke as one the hardest to track Were’s
in the world, and that was on top of the alpha’s natural power to keep untraceable.
    Arabella found the tent in the clearing as her orders
had said. A group of guards hung around the tent. Two more Were’s were
shapeshifted into their natural Were form. Their bodies were muscular but
covered in a heavy tuft of dark hair. Their faces had been replaced with snouts,
teeth with fangs, hands with heavy paws. They prowled around the tent, sniffing
the wind, always searching to catch alarming scents.
    These Weres could shapeshift. Some Weres,
powerful ones like Zeke, were even multi-transformational. Meaning they were
able to transform into a variety of powerful predators. That was rare though. Ara’s
smile was as bitter as the sour taste on her tongue.
    What I would give to be a real Were.
    The guards didn’t stop her or ask for her name
as she passed through the flap of the tent. Inside the tent it was like a fully
functioning business. Along the walls were desks, tables filling the middle of
the room. There were open laptops with programs running, TV monitors with the
captions on, and paper everywhere. However, the alpha was nowhere to be seen.
    Arabella peeked around the tent to ensure she
was alone, then poked her head out of the tent flap. The guard nearest her
turned around.