Hannah and Beatrice left the carriages. Michael told Edward after concentrating on their scents. They're each with someone else. I think Van Helsing and Carl can handle this. We should go.
Michael nodded in agreement.
She doesn't seem like the trusting type. Michael shrugged. And once she sees the girls...
As far as what I've seen, yes. Michael agreed with a quiet chuckle.
I agree, Michael smiled. After this long, I've gotten acustomed to that kind of reaction. You should have seen the people in the 1600's.
"She's a hunter," Michael replied. "What other assumption will she make? I'd like to see her guess what I am." He laughed quietly.
"She's not dumb," Michael whispered to Edward. "You're the one who told her you were prying in her thoughts. Only vampires and werewolves can do that. She must have pieced it together; you're not pale enough to be a vampire."
Michael couldn't help but chuckle. I would call myself more werewolf than vampire.
Michael stared at Edward. That was a bold move.
Michael looked back up at Anna. She means business.
Michael lowered his eyes to stare at the ground instead of Anna. Seems I have more to do than I thought.
"Allow me," Michael stepped in front of Van Helsing and pounded on the door.
Michael followed Van Helsing. "So how much are you going to tell her?"
Michael nodded. "Nothing any hunter can do will hurt me." He shrugged. "Right now, Hannah's the only one who can."
Michael went to Beatrice, gently touching the back of her head. "You don't look like it."
Michael dismounted the stallion. "It is impressive." He commented. "You okay, Beatrice?"
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Michael got on the stallion.
Michael nodded to Van Helsing. "Leaving now would be in all our best interests."
Michael smiled. "That's good. We can concentrate on Hannah then."
