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Georgia for two weeks and Dwayne had brought one suitcase—one large suitcase, but only one.
     
    "I shopped," he told me.
     
    "Nuff said," I replied.
     
    "Speaking of Cows…" Junior said.
     
    "Did you find anything else out?" Dwayne paled and dropped dramatically down on a chair.
     
    "No, not yet, but I have some friends looking into it."
     
    "Want to get me up to speed here?" Hank asked as he and I put the weapons away.
     
    "Dwayne?" I gave him a look and he groaned.
     
    "Fine," he huffed. "A few hundred years ago I kinda sorta married some cows."
     
    "Holy hell," Hank muttered with disgust. "Vampyres marry farm animals?"
     
    "Were Cows," Dwayne hissed. "And I didn't marry them. I pretended to marry them."
     
    "I am so lost," Hank said as he ran his hands through his hair.
     
    Hank had known Dwayne for a year. It was one of the ways he'd secretly kept tabs on me after I had run away because I stupidly thought he had cheated on me. I was training in Chicago and trying to have a new life, which wasn't working out all that well. I was freakin' miserable without Hank. He befriended my BFF under a fake name and since Dwayne had no filter whatsoever, Hank had been able to find out all he wanted to know. Most people would think that was psychotic and stalkerish. After I got over being pissed, I thought it was hot. Hank had always known we were true mates even if I was too dumb and immature to realize it.
     
    Werewolves could mate with whomever they wanted. Some lasted and some didn't. We had long lives and over-active sex drives. If you didn't find your true mate you often had several relationships in a lifetime. True mates belonged together. If they had crossed paths, even as children, they would never be happy with someone else. Hank was my true mate and luckily we had a second chance.
     
    "Let me simplify this," Granny said as she put her hand over Dwayne's mouth so he wouldn't spout more redonkulous bullcrap. "Dwayne posed as a priest and performed an illegal wedding for two Were Cows. It's really not all his fault. He was enamored with the outfit, so he made a poor choice."
     
    Dwayne nodded in agreement with Granny's summation.
     
    "Still lost," Hank said.
     
    "Bottom line," Granny continued as she seemed to realize her version had a few holes in it. "There might be thousands of illegitimate Were Cows roaming the earth that will want a piece of Dwayne. From what I remember reading back in school, they're extremely religious and would take issue with being Cow bastards."
     
    Hank shut his eyes and took a breath in through his nose and blew it out through his mouth. This was never a good sign. It was all kinds of sexy, but it usually meant he wasn't happy.
     
    "Good news is I hacked into a few databases and it looks like they're extinct," Junior said, watching his brother carefully.
     
    "Your info is wrong," Hank said quietly. "They're not extinct."
     
    "What?" Dwayne screeched.
     
    "They. Are. Not. Extinct," Hank repeated tightly. "There aren't many, but they definitely still exist."
     
    "What the hell?" I groused. "Does everyone know about Were Cows except for me?"
     
    "Yep." Granny answered as she adjusted her boob tube and narrowed her eyes at me. "You skipped a lot of Were history in high school and college."
     
    That shut me up because she was correct. Balls, now I wondered what else I missed.
     
    "Rumor has it they're working with the Dragons," Hank said.
     
    "Well, Dwayne, you're screwed. That could be inconvenient since we're going after the Dragons," Granny muttered the obvious.
     
    "I'm going to hurl," Dwayne whimpered.
     
    "Vamps can't puke," I reminded him.
     
    "Watch me," he hissed.
     
    "We have no clue if they're related to the Cows that Dwayne duped," Junior said reasonably. "What was the surname of the couple?"
     
    "Dung," Dwayne answered.
     
    I waited for the punchline. It didn't come.
     
    Chicago was going to be very interesting.
     
    ***
     
    "I got a Hummer," Dwayne