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had. The thought provoked a dull ache in her chest that she didn’t know what to do with.
    Lily, thankfully, seemed oblivious. Even with the ability to do so, she wasn’t one to pry into Bay’s thoughts.
    “I’m glad you’re fine, believe me,” Lily said. “I’m just worried that some day-walking vampire sought you out and then”—she gestured helplessly with her hands—“all of this. You shouldn’t have to deal with this stuff. Not to mention that you’re very generous, and a lot of vamps just aren’t that trustworthy. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
    “I won’t.”
    Lily’s smile was only a faint shadow. “You wouldn’t be so confident about that if you’d seen what the Grigori had in their basement, Bay. I’m worried. You’re a lot easier to hurt than we are.”
    It was an argument they’d had with increasing frequency since the end of the summer, when Lily had narrowly escaped being destroyed by a soul-eating demonthat was kin to the leaders of the Grigori dynasty. The demon, Chaos, had escaped by taking out most of the Grigori ancients, leaving only two. Ever since, the rest of the dynasty leaders had been on eggshells, waiting for Chaos to gather an army of his dark brethren and begin to move against the vampires as he’d promised. But there had been only silence… and Bay’s growing sense that Lily was considering protective moves that would put even more distance between the two of them. Maybe permanently.
    The thought of that was incredibly painful no matter how Bay tried to look at it. It wasn’t her battle and she knew it… The thought of fighting the way these creatures did made her nauseous anyway. But she hated feeling like she was on the outside looking in, unneeded.
    Her expression must have given her away, since Ty was as disinclined to try to pry into her thoughts as Lily was. Ty poked her in the shoulder, the brotherly gesture settling her the way little else could have.
    She
did
like Ty. She needed to remember that.
    “Hey. There’s nothing wrong with being a sweetheart, Bay,” he said. “Just… next time, if there is a next time, call Eric. His claws and fangs are good insurance, just in case. All right?”
    Bay gave Ty a long-suffering look, but it was impossible not to relent. Ever since she’d met him, Ty had been inclined to play the three-hundred-year-old big brother with her. Her own big brother, Steve, hadn’t been much interested in the job since he’d moved away, so she guessed the position was open. At least being treated like a little sister was familiar, if not always thrilling. And it was way better than being treated like a potential meal.
    So she sucked it up, dug around for her sense of humor, and did the only thing that made any sense—she let it go.
    “You know, I do have other canine options. Grimm has claws and fangs. And better people skills,” Bay pointed out.
    That had both of her friends chuckling.
    “I have great confidence in Eric’s poor people skills,” Ty replied.
    Bay forced a smile, wishing she could agree. Eric Black was a big, taciturn werewolf with amazing hunting ability who had barely said ten words to Bay in the four months he’d been in Tipton. He was captain of the guard in all but name already. And she shuddered to think of how he would have handled Tasmin today. He probably would have cuffed him, locked him in a closet, and waited for Lily to wake up. Considering how most vampires felt about werewolves, and vice versa, it might have turned even uglier if Tasmin had put up a fight.
    No, she’d done the right thing with Tasmin, Bay decided. Even if no one else agreed, her gut told her he’d needed to come here, that he wouldn’t hurt her. Weird, but her instincts had never failed her that way. Still… she’d just keep that opinion to herself.
    Ty lifted his head and sniffed the air, his nose wrinkling slightly. A strange look settled on his face. “Did he mention what he was?”
    Bay nodded. She’d been too