I’m Jewish. The full moon is in a few days, I said. He gave a small shrug. I sighed, and spoke the truth.
What did you say? Get out, take your pet werewolf and go home. Richard made a small sound of dismay and turned so that I could see what had paled him. He lay back, cradled against Jean-Claude, wearing nothing but the tiny blue silk undies. Jason screamed for me, and I felt his beast slide away from him, no, into him, like stuffing something impossibly huge into a suitcase that was already full.
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