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Stan left and Lenore stumbled over to the dining chair he’d left out. She collapsed on the seat and leaned over the table with her head clasped in her hands. From her lips spilled forth a mantra of denial.
“There’s nothing suspicious about Nick’s wolf blood. He’s a scientist, he’s supposed to have strange things in his lab. He probably has vampire bat and donkey blood in there. It has nothing to do with your dream last night. It’s all just a strange coincidence-” Her head snapped up when she heard her doorbell ring.
Lenore walked over to the door and opened it to find Nick on her doorstep. His delicious lips were pressed together in a concerned frown and his eyes wore that strange glint in them that she’d seen earlier. “If you’re looking for Stan, he just left,” she told him.
