the daylight hours, and if we get caught in it, we sort of explode.” He
shuddered. “And apparently, the animals there aren’t fit for
consumption, so they end up eating a diet made up entirely of human
blood. Though I’ve heard your kind tastes spectacular, sweetheart.
I’ve often thought that if I could get a trade route onto the human
plane, I could make a ton of money selling human blood.”
Rhys pressed on. “Go away, Dellacourt. You’re scaring the girl.”
“Mr. Dellacourt doesn’t scare me exactly, though I find him
slightly repugnant,” Meg admitted, eliciting a snort of agreement from
Cara. Rhys was right.
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“Oh, no, that won’t do. The name’s Dante, sweetheart. Please, all
the beautiful women call me Dante. And I’ll have you know I am
considered extremely good-looking.”
Meg shrugged as she walked on. She supposed he was. He was
tall and lanky but seemed strong. His hair was a thick reddish gold
and cut in a stylish fashion. It was long and spiky and probably
required a lot of upkeep to look that messy. She’d noted his eyes were
green before they were covered by his sunglasses. All in all, though,
he looked like a wimp compared to Beck. “You sound like a used car
salesman.”
Rhys piped up, seemingly eager to pile on to Dante. “His sister
runs one of the biggest corporations on the vamp plane, but
Dellacourt here is only allowed to oversee the family’s computer
chain. They rebuild old machines.”
“Yep,” Meg said with a satisfied smile. “Used car salesman.”
They were getting close to what appeared to be a massive arena. It
was circular and constructed from a combination of wood and stone.
There were several arches that appeared to be entryways. Meg could