![]() ![]() Only his lips hinted that perhaps there were more smiles than frowns in him. He was tall, dark, and handsome with strong Mexican features that made his face seem stern. ![]() "Hello." Rafael said, "Hello, Anita." He was the Rat King, the wererats equivalent of pack leader. They glanced at me as I stepped out, and I nodded. The bathroom was just off the living room, so when I opened the door, they were all there, clustered on or around the couch. I preferred danger to embarrassment any day. ![]() I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that it wasn't facing a room full of lycanthropes that bothered me, it was facing a room full of people who knew that Richard and I had been making out. No one else had ever been able to do that. He'd fooled me for a while, made me think he was human. Richard was one of the best at hiding it that I'd ever met. Strong emotions make it harder to hide their power. The gun was very visible against the red shirt, but hey, why try to hide it? Besides, I could feel the roil of power just outside the door. 11 I'd finally gotten dressed, red polo shirt, black jeans, black Nikes, the Firestar 9mm in its inner-pants holster. ![]()
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