Professor Lyall looked upset to hear that. “And someone trying to make you disappear as well,” added Lord Maccon. “So we have got werewolves and vampires disappearing and new vampires appearing.” She mulled over the quandary. “Well, you know how conservative the Shadow Council tends to be.” Miss Tarabotti, who did not, as she had very little to do with Queen Victoria's government, nodded as though she knew exactly what they were talking about. “The dewan has even stronger feelings on the matter than I,” added Lord Maccon. Woolsey Castle has always kept strict loner regulations, and we enforce them to the letter,” Professor Lyall said proudly. Although he is sort of above the packs, rather than outside of them. “What about London lone werewolves? Are they still all accounted for?” A good number of them have been going missing for several weeks, apparently.” She paused. She said, “The drone maid said exactly the same thing about the London roves. His expression did not change, but Alexia had an inkling he was secretly laughing at them both. Professor Lyall's bright eyes followed the interaction. Miss Tarabotti swatted at him and his solicitousness. Despite his gruff tone, he used his free hand to adjust his coat more securely over her shoulders and neck. “What is funny?” asked the earl, sounding stern. “Funny,” said Miss Tarabotti, trying to ignore the growl and the arm. With a growl of possession, Lord Maccon snaked out one long arm and yanked her back against his side. She stepped away and to one side quickly. Plus a number of rove vampires have also vanished.”Īlexia realized that she was still plastered against his back. “You had all the loners stationed along the coast 'round Canterbury, remember? Well, all but one has gone missing. While Miss Tarabotti contemplated whether spontaneous human combustion might be due to acute embarrassment, Professor Lyall continued. This was, it must be admitted, a far less pleasant sensation. She became even hotter than she had been moments before, this time with abject humiliation. Then she realized she had just engaged in a protracted act of lewdness, bordering on marital relations, in a public street, with Lord Maccon! She fervently hoped that very street would open up and swallow her whole. She pulled up on the neckline of her dress at the shoulder and fluffed out the fall of her bustle. It was unusual enough to drive me back here to London without bothering further on circuit.”Īlexia came back to her senses finally and straightened her hat. He answered Lord Maccon's question instead. Professor Lyall did not seem to require a response to his salutation from Miss Tarabotti. Her body joined in that discussion without shame, and she actually managed to shock herself into continued silence. She wondered which one she would prefer to deal with on a regular basis. “Didn't I recently send you on circuit?” Lord Maccon, back to his customary annoyed state, seemed to have turned all his considerable aggravation on to his Beta instead of Miss Tarabotti for once.Īlexia decided, then and there, that Lord Conall Maccon clearly had only two modes of operation: annoyed and aroused. “Miss Tarabotti, good evening,” acknowledged Professor Lyall, apparently unsurprised to find her the object of his lordship's amorous attentions. She took a deep breath and put some serious attention into tracking them down. Her heart was doing crazy things, and she still could not locate her kneecaps. But this is pack business, and it is important.”Īlexia blinked stupidly at the Beta from around the earl's upper arm. Professor Lyall stood diffidently in front of his Alpha.
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