27-1: unnatural

The three unknown vampires standing before them gave off a strong smell of blood and decay.

Harry had to make a monstrous effort not to show the gagging in his throat. He cursed his wolf senses, which had overdeveloped his olfactory system.

On the other hand, Emmanuelle kept her hand clasped in Harry's and was looking emotionlessly at her compatriots, who were watching her in contempt.

"Traitor. Bitch. Unnatural. Shame" were the words that reached her ears as the lurkers approached them.

A dull growl rose from the Alpha's throat. He had heard the intruders' words but did not understand their meaning. It wasn't until he grabbed the artifact that High Priestess Allegra had given him that he understood the words spoken against his Mate. A dull and unspeakable rage was now monopolizing his mind. However, he was surprised by the peaceful neutrality his soul mate exuded through their bond.

Harry could stay calm by her only because Emmanuelle remained serene and unruffled. If it weren'