Creatures of THE Night
I rolled my sleeves up, gazing over the recently closed cases, and filing them into the proper categories.
Vampire
Shifter.
Ghost.
Demon.
Boogeyman.
Etc. I'd make a new file if we came across a new type of monster.
The scent of strawberries filled my nose as Lucy plopped onto my lap, setting her laptop down to scroll the schedule. I brushed her longer blonde hair over her shoulder, peppering kisses against her throat.
When we were human, her pulse would jump, but her reactions were still the same. She'd lean against my mouth, humming in contentment. "We have a Silas Devant at 10."