Flesh And Blood: House of Comarre: Book Two (House of Comarre 2) by Painter, Kristen (best books for 20 year olds .txt) 📕

Lord Maccon waited until he and the professor were out in the hallway, having bid polite, on Professor Lyall’s part at least, farewells to the young lady, to ask the question that really bothered him. ‘For goodness’ sake, Randolph, why doesn’t she just get married?’ His voice was full of frustration.

Randolph Lyall looked at his Alpha in genuine confusion. The earl was usually a very perceptive man, for all his bluster and Scottish grumbling. ‘She is a bit old, sir.’

‘Balderdash,’ said Lord Maccon. ‘She cannot possibly have more than a quarter century or so.’

‘And she is very’ – the professor looked for a gentlemanly way of putting it – ‘assertive.’

‘Pah.’ The nobleman waved one large paw dismissively. ‘Simply got a jot more backbone than most females this century. There must be plenty of discerning gentlemen who’d cop to her value.’

Professor Lyall had a well-developed sense of self-preservation and the distinct feeling that if he said anything desultory about the young lady’s appearance, he might actually get his head bitten off. He, and the rest of polite society, might believe Miss Tarabotti’s skin a little too dark and her nose a little too prominent, but he did not think Lord Maccon felt the same. Lyall had been Beta to the fourth Earl of Woolsey since Conall Maccon first descended upon them all. With barely twenty years gone and the bloody memory still strong, no werewolf was yet ready to question why Conall had wanted the bother of the London territory, not even Professor Lyall. The earl was a confusing man, his taste in females equally mystifying. For all Professor Lyall knew, his Alpha might actually like Roman noses, tan skin, and an assertive disposition. So instead he said, ‘Perhaps it’s the Italian last name, sir, that keeps her unwed.’

‘Mmm,’ agreed Lord Maccon, ‘probably so.’ He did not sound convinced.

The two werewolves exited the duke’s town house into the black London night, one bearing the body of a dead vampire, the other, a puzzled expression.