Re: The Office
"Yes. I can sense your power, child of Varcolac." A stunningly beautiful woman walked slowly forward, the tryks parting to the sides from her. She looked human, but her scent would give her away as anything but. "Our union of blood would bore a magnificent daughter." The tryk queen released her pheromones against the werewolf to calm him, if even by the smallest bit. This was the full moon, total passivity was impossible. She just needed him indecisive. Make him doubt his instincts.
The males loosened their jackets, reaching for concealed silver weapons, waiting for the right moment.
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