~Two Nights Later~
~Harlow’s Point of View~
“I can’t believe I agreed to this,” I whisper, fidgeting with the hem of my shirt.
“Well she’s already on her way, and not someone I’d care to piss off so looks like we’re doing it,” Lilly says, putting her hands on her hips and looming over me.
All three of her mates are around their house, and three of their children are on patrols outside. It seems with the Blacks, being a Shadow is a family affair. So I’m perfectly safe here, nothing to worry about. It’s totally normal to invite a vampire and a warlock over for a chit chat. A vamp that’s… how old? Two thousand years?? f**k, what does that even mean? I can’t even begin to wrap my head around it.
“She’s very tame about blood due to her age, she’s well adjusted. But she’ll need to taste yo
