"Oh my God, not that again," she laughed, digging into the food.
He poured champagne into the glasses carefully before handing one to her. She glanced dubiously at it for a moment, thinking it would go to her head, then accepted it. It was safe to get drunk around him. He would take good care of her alright.
"Why? still feeling loyal to him?" he sipped on his glass.
"No, it's not like that. I just think you don't understand him..." she stopped at the incredulous look on his face.
"I don't understand my own brother? and you do?"
She ate quietly for a moment, then looked at his face.
"Tell me, do you know what caused Andrew to leave the pack and start hunting down the vampires?"
"I have an idea," he responded.
"What is it?"
He stared at her beautiful face, then said in a low voice.
