He saw the stake in Lindsey's hand rise, the point aimed at her chest. He knew that a pierced heart would, obviously, kill her as dead as any vampire ...and if she died so would their baby. He saw that she was dazed and unable to shift to her werewolf form, where she would be nearly invulnerable.The tendons stood out on Angels arms as he pulled with every ounce of his vampire strength, augmented by the fear he felt. And the cuffs held.But Lindsey had gone only half way again in his thinking. The. Mike’s mobile phone vibrated again. It was the garage, confirming his address. ‘Just find the house with the green cover over the roof, the missing chimney, and the wrecked car in the driveway.’ He could barely hear the guy over the ringing in his ears. The storm, like all summer storms, had come quickly. His house at the top of the hill had stood for some years, and he was not aware that it had ever been hit during a storm before. This time sure as hell made up for it. Mike went inside and. The contrast between their behavior created a dynamic tension which made one want to scream. Both because of the plight of the poor noble lady camel, and the obtuseness of the oblivious drover. The little tricks Sukuli played on her ignorant drover mystified him, because he couldn't understand how they occurred, never suspecting his camel was smart or subtle enough to behave so humanly.Finally he decided his camel was cursed, as near to the truth as he was able to come, and brought a wise man,. Apparently they didnt have any all natural or organic fondant.No one likes the taste of it anyway he thought. But it sure helps make a neat looking cake.He made one more stop at a local bakery before heading home.Just as he was pulling into his community his cell rang."Hey princess Im just pulling in now." He said as his blutooth came on."~Oh Daddy ... I was gonna ask you to pick up one more thing!" Well what is it? ... Do we need it?" He asked."~No ... not really ... I just thought maybe some.