Vampires and werewolves; oh joy! I know, I know...but it was stuck in my head and it had to be written. Enjoy!
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History Repeats
What fascinated Elsie Minor the most about Martin Bullen wasn’tthat he drank other people’s blood, or that he’d live forever. Being with him meant that she, too, would beimmortal, but that wasn’t all that interesting, either. She liked being your average, run-of-the-millwerewolf, and mortality had its perks.
What most fascinated Elsie was the fact that she couldn’t readabout Martin Bullen in any textbook. Shecouldn’t find his name on registers or confirm that what he said was true. But why would he lie? All he’d had to do was find himself in theright place at the right time, alone, with Elsie, trapped in the gloomy breakroom at the hospital, and, with a grin, he’d pulled her under his spell. By his own admission, and she was willing totake his word for it, he hadn’t even had to use any of the tricks of hisspecies to win her over. Elsie had towonder if she was truly that easy to read.
He’d started telling his story before she’d even revealed her loveof history. If he was a con man (to behonest, he’d had centuries of practice), he was a damn good one, to be able torecognize such a personal trait so easily. But Elsie had learned, long ago, not to ask questions. She liked to listen. Martin didn’t mind doing all the talking.
