WHEN THERON RETURNED, only moments before dawn, his hunger had been physically satisfied, yet irritation burned in him. He flung the car door open with rage.
“I should have brought the woman here, dammit!” Kept her for the two feedings, as was the norm. Yet something prevented him from doing so.
No, he thought with disgust at his sudden mental weakness, it was someone who prevented him from doing so.
He had resisted bringing the other female home with him. For some reason it just didn’t seem right to have two women under his roof at the same time. Why? He didn’t know or understand the foreign feeling, but it was there inside of him. So, he had resorted to locating the mournful soul, pulling into a secluded area of a nearby park, and had taken her there.
Theron snorted in loathing as he
