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grabbed her by her shirt and picked her up, slamming her down to the ground hard, her breath rushing out of her.
     
    “I am no demon lover,” I growled at her. “If you accuse me again, I will kill you.” She looked at me, totally shocked, and then someone grabbed my wings, and I froze. Crap I didn’t concentrate on my wings signals, crap!
     
    “If you don’t take your hands off her right now, I will personally take your head for it!” a woman yelled from my left. I looked at her and was completely shocked.
     
    “Release her, if you want to live,” she said moving toward us, swords drawn and scaring the hell out of me.
     
    The one holding my wings released them and moved away. I just stayed still, too freaking scared to make a move. Because the face looking at me was the scariest thing I have ever seen in my life.
     
    “Mother?” I whispered.
     
    “Release her, Kas,” she said, stopping in front of me. I let go immediately and backed off, trying to save myself from my own mother. Power was jumping off her, but what was slamming into me was her anger. She was really mad. Her face was still a mask of perfection, but her eyes spoke of death.
     
    Jules got up and dusted off the ground that was on her Prada whatever pants, and looked at my mother. “Thank you. This traitor will die for her insole—” Jules tried to finish, but my mother hit her with such force a sonic boom sounded. Jules flew through the air and landed yards away from us. Dust slammed up around her body, as she lay limp and unconscious. The crowd and I stood there in silence and shock. It was a huge blow, one only a vampire could make because of their ability.
     
    “The one that touches or calls my daughter a traitor again will die by my hands!” my mother yelled, glaring at the crowd. Everyone was silent and some even took a few steps back. Holy hell she was a sight! I could see that she was containing her anger, her face never revealed it, but her eyes gave it away.
     
    “Nice work, honey,” my father said, moving around her and grabbing me in a death hug.
     
    “Thank the Heavens you’re okay, my Filiola.” My father continued kissing my cheeks and hugging me, but I just looked at my mother. Wow I am so glad I didn’t go all the way in our fights. Man she would have handed me my ass on a plate. My father noticed that I wasn’t really paying attention to his affection and released me, stepping back to look me over. I just kept my eyes on my mother, who was looking at us.
     
    My mother stared at me in silence, checking me out from head to toe, and then walked over and hugged me. “Don’t ever do that to me again,” she whispered into my ear. Stunned, I hugged her back. I stood there trying to remember the last time my mom hugged me like this, and came up empty. Releasing me and stepping back, she took hold of my father’s hand and the two of them looked at me, smiles on their faces. Okay, this is just freaky.
     
    “Um, should we continue?” Vulcan asked from behind us. We snapped out of it, glancing over at him.
     
    “Yes, continue,” my mother said, giving him the space he needed. Doesn’t seem like anyone is helping out Jules. Poor baby got her butt kicked by my mother big time. Yes I am grinning like mad. It’s not every day a girl gets to see her mom kick butt.
     
    He smiled at her and went on, “We have a choice today, we can make the same mistake as mankind and view this as a threat, or we can embrace this and make good of it for the better of all involved in this war. So, my kin, what do you say?” There was silence for a while, and then some started to talk amongst themselves. Oh great this was not going to end well, I could just feel it in my bones.
     
    “I agree with you, we need to embrace this and make good of it. But I fear that the half-breeds will lack the necessary skills and knowledge to take the right steps as fallen. And given the circumstances of the hellhound, she too needs to be