11-19-2007, 07:22 PM
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The words hit him hard. Sister. Father. So this was one of Ahren’s children after their brood—all coyote, clearly. From Europe, judging by his explanation. An odd, sort of manic smile appeared on Gabriel’s face and he shook his head, bringing his hands to his face. Christ, this was perfect. Another mark to the list of things that were all piling up. He dropped his hands, smiling still, and locked his gold-yellow eyes on the boy. Briefly, he thought of killing him then and there. It was shoved aside roughly. He could not afford to make mistakes at this point. “You know, that’s funny. de le Poer is my last name too. Bet your dad didn’t tell you about all of us, did he?”[/html]