A Fang in the Sass: BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance (Sassy Ever After Book 6) Read Free Page B

Not anyone I know of.”
    Her smile came back. “Great!” She pried her ass from the cushion and stood. “Let’s go to the meeting and talk to everyone. You have a great group of people here.”
    Damon joined her on the way out of the study and clan house. He didn’t say one word. That worried her. The man was plotting. What? She didn’t know. But he was plotting and that was enough to remind her she needed to be on guard at all times.

 
     
    FIVE
     
    Aria hadn’t realized the southern clan had grown so much. Vamps kept coming through the community center’s front door. Most looked healthy and happy. At least Filip wasn’t starving them or treating them badly, on the outside, anyway.
    When Damon stood at the podium to start the meeting, the room packed in around two hundred vamps from young to old. That was way too many to stay under the radar. Since all had a diet of animal blood, the species in the area must’ve declined drastically. When shit like that happens, national park people start investigating and setting up cameras and a whole shitload of other things that could out the clan.
    Fuck. She didn’t have time to deal with something that involved. She had her own shit going on, like the High Council indicting her on murder charges, finding two, maybe three new advisors to take the place of Chantal and Anton, and a missing Claude. Not to mention a no-show doggy mate.
    The last time she’d seen him was the night of the Wolfe alpha challenge. He was as gorgeous a wolf as he was a man. Without him knowing, she kept an eye on him, and anyone who got close to him, she ripped their heads off. Maybe she did have a bit of pent up aggression.
    What did she care, anyway? He was out of her life and moved on to wherever wolves like him go. He was a nomad, couldn’t keep his feet too long in one place. But, oh, those beautiful blue eyes. The color of deep Caribbean waters. He was powerful. More so than any other wolf she’d met. And she wanted him. Fuck!
    There was something about him. It felt like he would be the answer to everything that troubled her. With him, utopia was possible. But that was all horse hockey. Had to be. Vamps and wolves didn’t mix. Ever. What kind of kids would they have? Wolfe shifters that drank blood? A shudder of disgust rolled through her. Not happening. Not that her ovaries seemed to care. They were more than happy to create some hybrid babies with hot-as-hell wolfie.
    The applause of the audience snapped her out of her inward contemplation. Damon gestured for her to come on stage. Shit. She’d missed his entire introduction. Hopefully he hadn’t asked her to answer some question she didn’t hear.
    She stood behind the podium, then took the mic from the stand and stepped to the side. She couldn’t stand still and talk. She had to be moving.
    Looking over the crowd, she began, “Thank you, everybody, for coming on such short notice. I know how hard it is to drop everything to attend some meeting. But I hope to make this more than just ‘some meeting.’
    “As most of you know, your leader, Filip Ataturk, has been killed. And yes, by me. And that’s why I’m here. I want you to hear the truth firsthand. I want you to know what happened so the current rumors stop. Some are pretty wild, by the way. I especially like the one about aliens abducting Filip and submitting him to numerous anal probes.” The crowd rumbled with light laughter.
    “But the truth is that Filip and two of my advisors had been running a human trafficking scheme for blood slaves.” The audience gasped as one. Almost comical, in a way. Like a comic strip with one dialog bubble for everyone in the box.
    “He broke the biggest rule next to don’t show your fangs on TV.” The light humor she wanted wasn’t happening. Okay then.
    “So after I made the discovery, I had to put an end to the behavior. Not only was he jeopardizing the clan’s unknown status by bringing humans into our world, but he agreed to fight