I Only Have Fangs for You(101)

“Where’s Mina?”

Sebastian scowled at his brother. “Who?”

“Mina. Your girlfriend. The one you’ve been with for every moment for days, weeks.”

Sebastian glared at him. Weeks. He made it sound like so much more than it was. Weeks. Right. Sebastian glanced at the woman beside him, offering her an indulgent smile.

“Rhys, as you can see, I’m a little busy at the moment,” Sebastian said tolerantly, politely.

“You were busy with Mina earlier. What happened?”

Sebastian shot the woman next to him another glance, then forced a polite smile and said to her, “Would you excuse me for a moment? I need to chat with my brother.”

The blonde nodded, clearly bewildered. Not that that was unusual for the poor woman.

Sebastian followed Rhys back toward the booth where Christian still sat. Thankfully, Jane and Jolee were gone or he’d have really gotten an earful.

“What the hell are you doing?” Rhys demanded as soon as Sebastian sat down in the booth with them.

“What do you mean?” Sebastian said casually. “I’m doing what I always do.”

“What about Mina?”

Sebastian’s chest tightened at her name, but he managed to keep his voice cool. “What about her?”

Both Rhys and Christian gave him disbelieving looks.

“Umm,” Christian said as if he clearly thought Sebastian had lost his mind. “You are in love with her.”

The tightening in Sebastian’s chest threatened to strangle him. But he managed a look that matched Christian’s. “Where did you get that idea?” He forced a brief laugh. “Me love Mina. That’s quite funny.”

Christian gaped at him. Rhys just looked thoroughly unconvinced.

“You two know me,” Sebastian said. “I’m not the type to settle down. I like my freedom.” He turned and waved to the blonde, who actually looked confused by the gesture, but she did wave back.

“I like my women.”

“Yeah, and you love Mina,” Rhys stated. “So what is all this about?” He jerked his head toward the other woman. The other woman—that made it sound like he was cheating on Mina, which he wasn’t. How could he cheat on a relationship that hadn’t been real to begin with?

Sebastian crossed his arms over his chest, wondering why he didn’t just get up, tell his nosy brothers to mind their own damned business, and head up to his place with the redhead.

He glanced over his shoulder. The blonde. The blonde. Mina would have a field day if she knew that he was now not only forgetting their names, but their hair color, too. The tightening in his chest suddenly became hideously painful. Mina. She’d been playing him the whole time.

“Sebastian, what’s going on?”

Sebastian stared at Rhys, the words right there. The truth of what Mina had done, but he couldn’t bring himself to say them aloud. To reveal what a total sucker he’d been.

“You know you were the one who urged me not to let Jane go. And you were right,” Rhys said. “Why are you blowing your chances with Mina? When you have a chance at the same happiness?”

Blowing his chances? Sebastian hadn’t been the one to blow anything. He’d started to believe he could be with Mina forever—that maybe she was his Jane. His Jolee.

Yeah, the idea had scared him. How could he let a person have that much control over him? What if she hurt him? But he’d been right there, ready to take those chances.

Then all his what if’s happened. Mina had hurt him. God damn it.

“You really don’t know shit about this,” Sebastian gritted, irritated that his brothers assumed he was the one who’d ruined things. Had he? Had he been wrong to make her leave while she was begging for him to believe her? Trust her?

“Then tell us what happened.” Christian said.

Sebastian hesitated, but then he couldn’t seem to stop himself. He had to have his brothers see the truth, and come to the same conclusion. He needed them to verify he hadn’t just mistakenly sent away the only woman he could ever love.



Mina frowned as she peered at the warehouse. She checked the address. It was the one Daniel had given her, but the place looked abandoned. Still the Society did meet at some strange places, and they often changed meeting venues because they didn’t want to draw too much attention. Again making her wonder if the Society was the one who believed they were oppressed, not humans.

She glanced over her shoulder, debating if she should leave. Something didn’t feel right here. But she took a deep breath and pushed open the large metal door. She couldn’t risk Daniel’s being the only one heard tonight. She didn’t want to think of what they might decide to do to Sebastian and Carfax Abbey.