Alpha's Guardian Angel
“But you’re a werewolf. Vampires hate the taste of werewolves.”
Angel shrugs. “The one who caught me, his name was Sebastian, called me something like ‘custos regni’ when he tasted my blood.”
I watch as Cara goes pale. “Cara, what is it?”
She turns to look at me. “Do you know Latin?” She asks.
I shake my head. “No.”
“Custos Regni, it means ‘Guardian of the Realm’. It means,” her hands going instinctively to her stomach, protecting her unborn baby, “that they know of us and we, as Guardians, must taste good to them.”