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talked to my cousin Fazion. He's given me his blessing to become actively involved on this one, Val. He'll deal with any fallout the VC may have with the Sidhe. I also paid a visit to Mayor Aldridge, caught him right as he was leaving the CMS. He's all about appearances and knowing the right people, isn't he? He fell all over himself to accommodate me, a member of the Tuatha De Danann's royal family. At this moment, he's informing Marcus Daniels that I'm going to be a case-by-case liaison for the Sentinels. I'll be offering advice on cases that deal with the arts arcane, beginning with this one, of course."
     
    I couldn't believe what I heard. In a sense, I had not one partner now, but two. "That's low, Irulan. What in the world were you thinking? This is my job! It's what I do! Jesus! You can't hold my hand for me while I'm out in the field.” Anger boiled beneath my skin tempting to blow. I felt my face burning in an attempt to shift as I tried to hold it back. I didn't need a mirror to see that my eyes had gone entirely black. "And what the hell do you know about police work anyway!"
     
    Irulan jumped up, her own temper spiking fueled by my loss of control, her eyes smoldering with heat, "Up until now, I had no need to hold your hand. I told you to turn this case down. I begged you, didn't I? You wouldn't listen. Tristan has changed, Val! I don't give a flying fuck about how strong you think you are, mighty Pureblood. You are clueless about Tristan and the changes he's put his body through!"
     
    She looked around down at her feet as her mood did a three sixty, she took a tentative step closer and ran a soft finger down the side of my face, "Just for once in your ninety-eight years would you do as I ask? I know it's hard, but I really do have your best interest at heart."
     
    As much as I wanted to hold onto my anger, I couldn't when concern for me was driving her actions. I sighed and looked everywhere around the room trying to avoid looking Irulan in her face. "I know he's blood raping other species, Ire. I know he's trying to cross over from blood tied Extras. But I also know I won't be able to live with myself if I didn't at least try to stop him."
     
    Irulan pushed pass me and went to her walk-in closet. "Hell, I knew the moment I asked you to drop it there wasn't a snowball’s chance in hell of that happening. That's why I did what I did.” She emerged with a suitcase packed and ready to go.
     
    "Your bag is already packed. No need to thank me. I did pack light, though. If we need anything else, we can pick it up when we get there.” Irulan grabbed me with her free hand and dragged me through the kitchen into the living room.
     
    I barely registered the two overnight bags standing there before she snatched me down by one arm to sit next to her on the couch. "There's just one more thing to take care of before we go.” Irulan inched closer to me, and then pulled her waist length hair to one side baring her neck to me.
     
    "Aw, hell no, Ire.” I shoved away from her and was halfway up the wall across the room clinging to it like a deranged gecko before she realized I had moved.
     
    It was too much, too fast. My emotions were already raw. I certainly didn't need the tempting scent of her blood. "I don't know what you're trying to prove by a stunt like that, but you've been around Vampires long enough to know that was totally un-cool, Irulan."
     
    Irulan stood and made a move towards me. I backpedaled farther up the wall until she stopped. "I work too damn hard to maintain. Please don't do this, Irulan. You know how I feel."
     
    Allow me to expound. As I stated before, Purebloods need a regular diet of blood and food for about the first two hundred years of life. Around two hundred, our bodies stop metabolizing solids, that's when we've reached full maturity as far as our bodies are concerned. But, we are Vampires - blood drives us. The hunger for it can get so strong sometimes it sends us into