Page 259 of The Cruelest Undead

And they weren’t sure how to do it.

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At The Hospital

Conversation Time

Oh, it was time for Cerise to find the woman who had put her hands on her mate, and have a little girl talk with her. That was going to involve angry words, and maybe a punch to the face.

She hadn’t decided quite yet.

When Vanth got them there, they were able to find her rather easily.

She was the angry woman telling everyone that her ex was a douchebag.

“I’m going to hurt her.”

Vanth was down with that.

“I’ll hold her down, and you can just close your eyes, and I’ll eat her here. We don’t have to tell your mate. Oops. One less human.”

She wished.

“I can’t lie to Logan.”

You absolutely cannot let someone eat my ex, Cerise. That’s not a good thing.

She sent him laughter.

I mean, it would take care of the situation. I’m betting Vanth doesn’t leave evidence behind.

We’re cops. Protect and serve, not hunt and eat.

She laughed.

“Logan?” Vanth asked.

“Yeah, he said under no circumstance are you to eat her. We’ll have to find a different way to handle this.”

Well, that sucked.

“If he wants to stay a cop here inNew Orleans,I have to get her to stop badmouthing him. That’s the plan.”

Vanth shrugged.

“We can rip out her tongue.”

Cerise considered it.

NO. Not that either. I am edgy, and being away from you is hard enough. Please, Cerise. Please. She didn’t do anything wrong other than care about someone who couldn’t feel the same thing back.

She heard the pain in his voice at the guilt he was feeling over breaking up with her.

Okay, my love. I’ll just talk to her. No hands involved. I promise.

That seemed to calm him down.

“Okay, how do we mitigate this, Vanth?” she asked. “Surely, you have a plan other than eat her.”

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