Page 49 of My Big Fat Vampire Wedding
“To be clear, there is no earthly reason you should be short on suitors,” Elias said, watching her face for a moment. “Save for your aversion to dating your own kind.”
“Have you met most malevampires?” she asked, dipping her voice low. “Having centuries to let their egos inflate? Not my type.” She made her way out of the train and up the stairs.
The rain was starting to pelt down on them as they made their way toward Luna Bean.
She was glad to get inside, to walk into the break room to get away from Elias for a few moments as she hung up her jacket and fixed her wet hair.
Lucy came shuffling in through the side door a few minutes later.
“Girl, you can’t just leave me hanging. What did the hot vampire have to say?”
“Ask him yourself,” Pandora said, waving toward the near-empty café, save for Elias, who was standing at the counter perusing the options.
“Oh my God.” Lucy gasped, her mouth falling open. “You really didn’t do the guy any justice. Holy crap. He’s downright lickable.”
“I have no interest in licking him.”
“Not even a little bit?” Lucy asked, dubious.
“Not even.”
“CanIlick him, then?” Lucy asked.
“Knock yourself out,” Pandora said as they both moved behind the counter.
Pandora was about to ask Elias what he wanted, when she noticed him sniff the air then turn his keen grey eyes on Lucy.
“Smells a bit likewet dogin here, don’t you think?” he asked, making Pandora gasp as Lucy stiffened.
“Excuse me?” her friend said.
“No need to snarl,” Elias replied, only managing to both tick off and frazzle Lucy further.
“What is thematterwith you?” Pandora asked, glaring at the vampire who had been an annoyance, but not overly offensive, just moments before.
“Nothing,” Elias said, tone still light. While Lucy was practically vibrating with rage beside Pandora. “Just surprised that this is a pet-friendly establishment, is all.” Pandora’s brows pinched at the light dancing in his eyes. Was he just teasing Lucy?
Lucy missed it, though, and Pandora watched her friend’s eyes flash yellow, knowing she was close to losing control.
As a whole, werewolves were able to control their impulses. Especially if they allowed themselves to run wild during the full moons, giving in to the beast inside completely for a few days.
But high emotions could trigger the transition if they weren’t careful.
“Easy there,” Elias said, lips twitching up as he looked at Lucy. “Your inner puppy is showing. Do you need a chew toy to calm down? Perhaps a game of fetch?”
Lucy wrestled with her wolf for another second before finally winning the battle, taking a deep breath and reaching out to grab the container of stir sticks.
“Wow, look, so many pointy wooden objects,” she said.
“OK. OK,” Pandora said, holding up a hand. “Can we get past all this vampire/werewolf nonsense? Aren’t we all more evolved than this?”
“Hey, it’s not my fault,” Lucy said, head tipped to the side, deceptively calm, “that he lives forever andthisis the best personality he could muster. Talk about wasted potential.”
Elias clapped back, “At least my kind has evolved past marking their territory.”
“This is who your mother thinks is a better choice than Victor?” Lucy asked, looking at Pandora. “I’ve met corpses with more charm.”
“Is she always this grumpy or is she just hungry?” Elias asked. “I think I saw a fox across the street.” He waved out the window. “Go, fetch.”
