7 - No More She-Wolves

~Hunter’s Point of View~

He raised his eyebrow and I knew that he knew. I shifted my gaze back to my mate.

“Pat and Angel, please leave us,” he said, calmly.

Pat opened her mouth to protest, but no one outranked Godfrey in this house. She looked at my mate one more time and dropped her hands to her side, then turned and hooked arms with Angel, leaving the room.

“It’s very hard to tell her age, she’s very small, maybe 14, 15? I don’t really know, it’s not like I see human children … well really I haven’t seen an actual child in centuries…”

He said that because there were vampires and other creatures that looked like children, kind of frozen in time. I estimated that Godfrey was about forty in human years when he was turned.

Godfrey looked at her, curiously. It is very hard for a vampire to control themselves in the presence of a child, especially a virgin with pure blood. I knew if he tried to do anything, there would be no way I could fight him. My wolf didn't think rationally