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sitting next to his own sleeping mate, he knew the inner peace that Walter, Lucas, and Nathaniel walked around with knowing they had their mate by their side.
    Unfortunately, he was going to have a much more difficult road to go down to win his mate than his buddy, Nathaniel. At least Susan already knew about vampires and true mates. So half of Nathaniel’s battle had already been tackled. Same with Meredith and Lucas. Meredith was a half-vampire, and as such, already knew all about true mates and didn’t fight Lucas at all as far as Donte knew.
    He glanced over to his sleeping mate as he began to sketch the picture in his mind’s eye. Although things would be a hundred percent easier if his little mate already knew about vampires, now that he had met her, he knew she was it for him. Yes, he had his work cut out for him, but in the end, if he could convince her to be with him, to accept the mating, he knew he’d spend the rest of his life being one happy vampire.
    As he sat back and watched his mate sleep, his fingers began to fly over the page. An hour later he put his pencils down and looked at the final result. It was perfect. He was staring at a drawing of his mate. He glanced over when he heard her move a bit, and quickly decided to put his work away. She probably wouldn’t appreciate him drawing a picture of her this early in the ball game, especially while she was sleeping. Would probably seem a bit creepy to her.
    He grabbed the book he’d been trying to get into on the plane out of his briefcase after he put away his drawing supplies. After five minutes of no luck, he placed it back in the briefcase and grabbed a magazine to look at. He wasn’t accustomed to sitting around doing nothing for long periods of time, and even though there was a part of him that longed to be active, just the fact that he had found his mate, and was in the same room with her, near her, calmed him down tremendously.
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    From across the street of the hospital, Gregory sat in a beat up pickup truck that he had hot-wired. He made sure he was well out of sight, but he could watch the main doors that patients had been coming out of all day as they had been discharged. Just how much longer were they going to keep that bitch anyway?
    He should have just killed her. Luckily, he’d picked up some new skills since he’d been in prison. While the other stupid inmates learned cooking, automotive, or other life skills, he hadn’t been interested in that. No man worth his salt would cook when you could get a bitch to do it for you. And automotive skills? Who the hell wanted to get their hands all greasy and dirty? No, that wasn’t for him either. But one other inmate had caught his attention. There were rumors going around the guy knew magic, and others tended to steer clear of him. That only made Gregory want to get to know him more. Magic? Now that would be a handy skill to have.
    It hadn’t taken Gregory long to make friends with the guy, and convinced the inmate to teach him a few things he just knew he’d get the chance to put into practice, one way or the other. Because he hadn’t had plans of sticking around. No sirree, no how. He figured sooner or later some dumb fuck wasn’t going to have his guard up, then he could strike and gain his freedom. So he had spent all of his time in his little cell, hour after hour each day dreaming about the day he would break free of the hellhole. He memorized everything his new friend taught him. The guy had been stingy, and only taught him a couple of spells and incantations, but it was enough to get the job done. What his fellow inmate taught him would work rather well in finding the bitch, once he had gotten out of there. He’d known just who to go pay a visit to. The dark haired piece of shit who lived a couple of doors down. Damn bitch. Prior to Betty throwing his ass in jail, he’d wanted to fuck her friend, Cassandra. But no, the dumb bitch acted like she was too good for him. A dumb ass