Page 189 of The Cruelest Undead

Sick.

When he stared at her, going a shade of gray that she’d seen before when Flynn tried to eat, Mina knew what was about to happen.

“Are you okay?” she asked, stepping back.

“I think I’m going to…”

That was all she had to hear.

Mina grabbed the garbage can, and he proceeded to puke in it.

Flynn’s father purged up all of the sandwich, and that told her one thing.

Someone and food were not going to be BFFs.

“Oh, no,” she said, as Percy came in through the back door when he heard his mate’s distressed voice.

Yeah, they’d both seen this happen before.

He’s definitely not human, my love. You should contact the master and tell him that you tried to feed his father.

I feel bad for him. He’s just like Flynn. It’s like we’ve done this before.

He’ll be okay. If Flynn is any indication of the stock from which he came, his father will be just as tenacious.

To do what her mate suggested, Mina reached for their master.

Flynn, I fed your father, and he got sick. I’m sorry. He can’t tolerate food.

Flynn reached back through their connection from where he was resting.

We suspected as much. He’s no longer human, Mina. Since he’s missing his soul, you’ll have to treat him more like a vampyre. He’s not going to be happy, but he’ll adjust. Thank you for taking care of him.

We don’t mind, Master.

Flynn.

There was her laughter.

He told us to call him dad. Will that upset you sharing him with us?

Never. Just have Percy watch them in case this goes bad.

Yes, Flynn.

When Mina nodded at her mate, they tried to help the man the best they could. Flynn’s mother was holding the garbage can as the man wrapped up vomiting.

“Are you okay, Honey?” she asked, rubbing her hand up and down his back to sooth him.

“I don’t know what happened. I was hungry and then…sick.”

Well, yeah, about that.

Mina broke it to him.

“I have bad news for you, John.”

They both looked over.

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