Beau wanted to break things. No, he wanted to break humans. Not just any human, but the ones that had hurt her. He wanted to let the rage he had learned to hide long ago resurface and slowly tear apart those that had hurt the one person in the world that he cared about. Okay, one of the two people he cared about. There was Pearl, the vampire that had found him and taught him what his sire should have shown him, but he hadn’t seen her in a couple of decades. It was possible she was dead, making Liliana the only person he truly cared about. That, and he had feelings for her that he was pretty sure he shouldn’t have.
Yeah, emotions were messy.
He set the food on a table by Liliana and then sat beside her on the couch. He watched her, not liking that she was actually forgoing the food and pulling blankets up over her. She was sick and weres didn’t get sick.
Silver, dammit!
He listened to her side of things and as he listened he counted numbers to keep his anger at bay, or at least tried to. Her calling Andrew didn’t make him any happier, but he understood her reasoning. He owed her, it was the right thing to do for PR, and she trusted him; Andrew wouldn’t go all kill the humans like Beau would have. “Well, he is doing a good job at keeping your name under wraps,” he sighed, lifting a hand to move fingers through his hair.
And then came ‘probably should have called’ part and that made him give a growl as he nodded his head. Next her explanation as to why she was trying to hide out, how she hadn’t been messed up like this since she had been turned into what she was.
Fuck, he could be so idiotic sometimes. She was young enough to really, really remember what happened when she had been bitten and the attack had taken her back to that place.
“Shit, Lilicat, I’m sorry,” he looked at her, his shoulders dropping. He wished he had been here and it still pissed him off that Andrew, the fucking hero of the day, had been here and not him. He’d deal with it; he’d try to deal with it. Jealousy could be a bitch.
“You can’t hide away forever, though. Other’s are going to figure it out if you do,” he pointed out. “And that is what you are trying to avoid, right? You’re not healing quickly, though. Are you sure you got all the silver out?” He would check her over if she wasn’t sure and he was going to try to give her some of his blood before the night was over. The quicker she healed, the better and she knew it. Missing a few days because she may have gone out of town on a shopping spree would be easy to sell, but if she went much longer some were going to put two and two together.