The Vampires Ange De La Mort, Meet The Parents

By BSM Stoneking

Unforeseen circumstances are forcing Ryder to tell his parents about his engagement to Tori before he’s ready. The werewolf pack maybe torn apart and brought crumbling to the feet of a new alpha if his parents cannot only accept their engagement, but also accept Tori as a new werewolf into their pack.
With a murderer on the loose and taking the lives of people close to Tori, meeting the parents and turning into a werewolf for the first time has become the least of her worries. The only thing on Tori’s mind is catching the murderer and making him suffer a painful and agonizing death.

This is the second book in BSM Stoneking's Ange De La Mort series. It is an Adults Only read!

• Language: English
• Publisher: BSM Stoneking
• Release date: Dec 26, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311398963

BSM Stoneking

I am the author of the series, The Vampires Ange De La Mort. A supernatural romance, erotica you can find available to any e-reader and in paperback through Amazon.Although my main focus is writing supernatural erotica, I also have a few erotic short stories available. These short stories were written to flood the reader with a feeling of lust and are begin called a, "2 finger, 1 hand read." You can find all three of these short stories on Amazon. They are call, Lena's Security, Lena's Security - Day 2, and Cumming With Amy. These three short stories are an Amazon exclusive and are free to Kindle Unlimited subscribers.The things I write maybe considered dirty, filthy, and may make you embarrassed to let your mamma know you're reading my kinda material. The things I write very from m/f to m/m, m/f/m, f/f, bi, vampire or werewolf sex, ext. You never know what's going to come from me so always expect the unexpected.

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The Vampires Ange De La Mort

Meet the Parents

Book 2

By BSM Stoneking

Copyright 2014© BSM Stoneking

2014 Smashwords Edition

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales, or organizations is entirely coincidental.

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THE VAMPIRES ANGE DE LA MORT

MEET THE PARENTS

Book 2

Unforeseen circumstances are forcing Ryder to tell his parents about his engagement to Tori before he’s ready. The werewolf pack maybe torn apart and brought crumbling to the feet of a new alpha if his parents cannot only accept their engagement, but also accept Tori as a new werewolf into their pack.

With a murderer on the loose and taking the lives of people close to Tori, meeting the parents and turning into a werewolf for the first time has become the least of her worries. The only thing on Tori’s mind is catching the murderer and making him suffer a painful and agonizing death.

This is the second book in BSM Stoneking's Ange De La Mort series.

Note from Author: This book is not intended for anyone under the age of 18. This is a supernatural erotica, which contains blood drinking. It is a book for adults only, including profanity, explicit sex scenes, m/f/f, and a dominant male.

DEDICATION

Dedicated to my devoting husband. You are the rose in a garden full of roses without a thorn. I'm thankful for each day I wake to take another breath with you by my side. I love you.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

Thank you, Cairy Marie, for taking the time in your busy schedule to read this not once, but twice for me. You caught a couple big flaws and pointed out areas that needed more detail. Thank you.

I would also really like thank my editor for taking me as a client. You weren't easy to find, so I thank you over and over for everything you do and all your hard work.

Chapter 1

You want to run that by me again, Ryder? I thought I just heard you say you cheated on me. My heart is sitting in my throat. Please tell me I misheard him.

You heard me. I cheated on you, Tori. He says it so casual, like it's something he says all the time.

I'm fighting back tears. A war I will soon lose. I can't believe this. We just got engaged. Why the hell would you ask me to marry you, then cheat on me?

He's sitting at my kitchen table, looking cocky and confident. The back of the chair is to the table. He's got one arm leaning on the table, showing off his bicep. His other is holding onto his leg in a typical guy 4-shape seated position. I just don't want there to be any secrets between us. I messed up, and I'm telling you.

I've been eyeing the empty bottle of wine sitting on the counter next to me. Fuck the tears. I grip the empty bottle with my sweaty, angry hands, wishing it was his neck I had a tight grip on. I feel my nails dig into my palms before whipping the wine bottle at his head.

He tilts his head to the side as if he were a mind reader, knowing exactly where the bottle would hit him if he didn't move. Of course he doesn't have to be a mind reader to avoid being hit by the bottle; he's a werewolf with the typical fast reflexes.

I grab the container of cooking utensils off the counter, throwing it at him. The toaster is next; something is bound to hit him. I'll throw anything in my sight at this cheating bastard. Spatulas and large mixing spoons bounce off his chest, and he catches the toaster like a quarterback.

I can't stand the sight of your face. I feel bile forming in my throat. Pack your shit and get the fuck out of my house! I throw my cast iron skillet at him. As he stands, it completely misses him.

He makes his way back to my bedroom to pack his things. I feel like I need to throw up. I'm weakening at the knees, letting the cabinet ease me down to the floor. I bury my face into my now soaking, wet hands from my tears. How could he do this to me? We literally just got engaged. I thought he was the one. He is the one. But how can I ever forgive his betrayal?

He did forgive me when I cheated on him with Selene. He still forgave me even after he found out she's a vampire. Maybe I can forgive him.

I force myself to stand, using the counter to help pull me up. Looking down the hall into my bedroom, I can see him gathering all his belongings into a pile on my bed. I lean against the doorframe to help balance my shaking body from falling over.

Ryder, I don't want you to go. He stops mid-step, holding his shampoo and body wash. You forgave me when I cheated on you with Selene, I pause before telling him what I hope is the truth. I can forgive you for cheating on me if you can promise to never cheat on me again.

He tosses his shampoo and body wash on top of his pile of clothes. I'm sorry, Tori, but I can't promise I will never cheat on you again. He's calm while telling me the truth.

If I was a snake, my jaw would dislocate itself, dropping to the ground, and move forward to swallow him whole, crushing his bones into a painful, agonizing death. Since I'm no reptile, I begin punching him full of immortal strength. I can't believe you! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! I repeat over and over like a broken record.

My eyes are shut tight. I don't want to look at him anymore. He wraps his large hands around my wrists to stop me from hitting him. A feeling of unconsciousness over-whelms me, fading black before passing out. Falling backward onto my bed, all I can hear is myself screaming those three words over and over before total blackness.

Chapter 2

Tori! Someone's hands are on my shoulders, shaking me. Tori, it’s Ryder. Wake up, you're having a bad dream. Wake up!

Hesitantly, I open my blurry, tear-filled eyes. I'm lying in my bed naked, covered in my sweat and tears. I'm sobbing uncontrollably, and am unable to catch my breath. I feel like I'm having a panic attack. I've been sweating so much, I'm cold, shivering with painfully tightened muscles.

Ryder pulls me up into his warm arms. It's okay. Everything is okay. I got you. He begins stroking my hair through his fingers. I'll never let anything hurt you, his words soothe me and his gentle touch of my hair has me relaxing, slowing the tears. I feel his heat pushing through his body into mine, warming me and bringing my shivering body back to a normal temperature.

It's okay. Everything is okay, he repeats, running his fingers through my hair.

I don't want to look at him. I just want him to hold me. Hold me and never let me go.

What was your dream about? Ryder asks in a soothing voice.

I can't help it, I start to cry all over again. I don't want to talk about it. The dream felt so real, my heart still feels ripped apart. I never want to go through that again, neither in a dream or in real life.

Maybe if you tell me, you'll feel better, he encourages. Was it about vampires, werewolves? He's trying to narrow it down and get me to talk.

It was about a werewolf, I say, trying to get myself to stop crying.

Me? he asks in a voice that says he's offended and worried about what could be making me this upset. You didn't seem scared of me when I was in full werewolf transformation last night, he says, reminding me of earlier this evening when he ripped off the head off a vampire with his teeth.

I had no idea werewolves existed until last night. When my security guard came over the intercom in my house and told me there was a vampire and a werewolf fighting in my front lawn, I was stunned. I had every intention of shooting the vampire first then dealing with the werewolf after the vampire was out of the way, but the werewolf did the job for me. It wasn’t until the werewolf penetrated my thoughts telepathically that I realized this werewolf is Ryder. After he shifted back into human form, he stood before me naked and looking sinfully sexy. He told me later that night if he wanted to, he could think on clothes. Meaning they would flash onto his body the moment he shifted out of werewolf form back into a human. But he deliberately didn’t, because he wanted to torture me. It was beyond difficult to keep my eyes off of him, but I tried very hard, because at the time I believed he was married to Dynasty. When he told me last night he doesn’t love Dynasty and their marriage is just a werewolf tradition, we broke that tradition the moment I said yes to marrying him.

I wasn't scared of you in full Were form. You weren't a werewolf in my dream, I say, wiping tears away.

He continues to run his fingers through my hair. What was it about then? You can tell me, he encourages some more.

I really don't want to talk about it. The dream felt so real. I snuggle myself deeper into his chest, not wanting him to let me go.

If you had a dream about me that has you this upset, I really want to know what it was about, he's still using a calm voice, there’s just a little more forced encouragement in his tone. Please, Tori. Tell me what the dream was about, he begs.

I know he's not going to stop until I tell him. I dreamed that you cheated on me right after we got engaged. You told me about it, saying you didn't want any secrets. I told you I forgave you as long as you promised you would never do it again. I pause before telling him the hardest part. You told me you couldn't make me that promise. My bottom lip begins to tremble before my eyes start to release more tears.

He pulls me tighter into his warm body, slightly rocking us back and forth. You have nothing to worry about. I would never cheat on you. Never, he strongly repeats. I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I would never do something so stupid to lose you. He kisses the top of my head. You believe me, don't you? he asks with concern.

Still not looking at him, I nod yes.

He leans back from me slightly, putting his hand under my chin. My eyes meet his, and I can see the clear concern in them. Please believe me, Tori. I promise, I will never cheat on you. Tell me the truth, do you think I could ever cheat on you? His eyes are filled with hurt and pain.

Staring into those gorgeous eyes, I realize I do believe him. No, I don't think you ever could, and never would cheat on me, I say honestly.

Good, he says, giving me a soft gentle kiss on the lips. With me still in his arms he lays us down onto the bed. What can I do to help you fall back to sleep? he asks, sounding sleepy.

Shrugging slightly, I wipe away another tear that has escaped the corner of my eye.

How about I rub your back? He begins to gently rub my lower back.

Nodding yes, I close my burning eyes, and make myself comfortable lying on top of him.

The morning sun is shining brightly through my balcony doors. My naked body is still lying on top of Ryder in the same position I fell asleep in. I begin kissing his chest to try to wake him.

He opens his sleepy eyes and smiles at the sight of me. Good morning, beautiful, he says, pulling me up to his lips for a kiss.

I was thinking of inviting my parents to dinner tonight, to tell them about our engagement, I say, hoping he'll be okay with that.

You tell them we're engaged, and I'll tell them you're engaged to a werewolf, he says flatly, without any real reaction.

Seriously? I ask, shocked he wants to tell them right away he's a werewolf.

Sure. Why not? It's not like they're unaware of the supernatural world. He seems calm and carefree.

I stare into his eyes for a few moments, waiting for him to start laughing and tell me he's just kidding, that he's not really going to tell my parents he's a werewolf. When he doesn't start to laugh, I say, Well, okay then. I'll call my mom and then make us some breakfast. Sliding off of him, I grab my robe from the floor, then reach for my cell phone sitting on my night stand.

Ryder climbs out of bed behind me, putting on his boxers. You call your mom, and I'll start breakfast, he says, heading toward the kitchen.

That's very sweet of him. I like a man who can cook. I'll come help you as soon as I get off the phone, I say to him as I speed-dial my mom.

My mom answers the phone in a perky voice. Good morning, Tori. How are you on this beautiful day?

You're in a good mood, I say, smiling. What are you so happy about?

I finally got some alone time with your father this morning, my mom says with a little giggle.

’Nuff said, I say, not wanting to hear any more. I hear her giggle again. Before she can say anything I don't want to hear, I say, I was calling to see if you and Dad would like to come to dinner at my place tonight?

Will Ryder be there? Are we finally going to get to meet your boyfriend? she asks the questions back to back with excitement in her voice.

Yes, Ryder will be here, and I have something important to tell you two, I say, hoping they don't overreact to Ryder and me getting engaged.

Oh, my God, you're pregnant! shouts my mom into the phone, quick to assume what my important news is.

Oh, no, no, no, Mom. Nothing like that, I assure her. I've been on the pill since Joseph and I were together, haven't ever gone off of it.

What is it, Tori? I think you should tell me now. After the surprise of you and Fayleigh the last time we came to dinner at your place, I think you should just tell me now. At least I'll be able to prepare your father before we come, my mom says in a motherly voice.

I begin to pace the floor of my bedroom. Okay. I guess I can just tell you over the phone. I don't want a repeat of my dad throwing his plate again. Since Ryder is a man and not a woman, I think he would be throwing his fist instead of his plate if he's really pissed about the situation. Ryder asked me to marry him last night. I hear my mom gasp into the phone. I said yes, I tell her in a calm voice, wishing I could see her face.

There's a long pause on my mom's end. I know she's there, I can hear the TV in the background. Finally my mom says, You two haven't been dating, but only what...?

She stops, so I answer. Two weeks.

Two weeks, she finishes. Don't you think it's a little too soon to be saying ‘I do’? You barely know each other, she points out.

It's not like we're planning on getting married tomorrow, I say. Duh. We're planning on a long-term engagement, I tell her, though Ryder and I haven't talked about how soon we would want to get married. We do still have a lot to learn about each other. I agree with her earlier comment.

Oh, my mom huffs into the phone, I wonder how your father's going to take this? She pauses.

I say nothing, letting her mull it over.

Hopefully he'll just be happy you're marring a man and not a woman. Hopefully, when I tell him you're planning on a long-term engagement, it will prevent that vein on the side of his head from popping up, says my mom, hopeful.

She pauses again, and I still say nothing.

Tori, I think it would be better if you and Ryder come here for dinner instead, she concludes.

That's fine, Mom. We can come to your place. I don't care where we go, I just want to introduce them to my fiancé.

I'll buy some steaks, and we can grill out. I'm going to tell your father your news before you get here, says my mom. If his reaction is too out of control I'll call you, and we can plan on you two not coming over.

Okay. If I don't hear from you saying not to come over, what time would you like us there? I'm almost certain we will be going there even if my dad is mad. Knowing my dad, he will try to calm himself just so he can meet Ryder.

Let’s say, 6:15? my mom questions, to make sure that time sounds good to me.

6:15 will be fine. I'll see you tonight.

We hang up and I head to the kitchen to tell Ryder the plan for tonight.

I really hope everything goes well tonight. I have no idea what I'll do if my dad tries to pick a fight with Ryder. My dad is no longer immortal. Picking a fight with a werewolf could be a huge mistake.

Chapter 3

What should I wear? Ryder hollers to me from inside his walk-in closet. He left work early today so he can clean up with plenty of time to get ready to meet my parents.

Whatever you want, I say, sitting on his bed. Wear something comfortable. I'm wearing shorts, a T-shirt, and flip-flops. He certainly doesn't need to get dressed up.

I don't want to look like I just came from work, he says, shuffling the clothes around in his closet. I can hear the clothes hangers sliding back and forth across the rail as he pushes them around anxiously. How about this? He comes out of his closet holding a blue and white button up T-shirt, with a pair of dressy khaki pants.

Wow, he really wants to impress my parents. I shake my head and say, Do you have a pair of khaki shorts you could wear instead of the pants? That, I point at the outfit he's holding, is too dressy.

He looks off into space, thinking. A big smile reaches his face. Actually, yes, I do. I just remembered, I have a pair in my dresser. I haven't worn them in so long, I don't know if they fit me anymore, he says, laying his clothes on the bed before walking over to his dresser, wearing just his boxers.

He pulls the khaki shorts out of his dresser and holds them up to his waist. What shoes would I wear with them? he asks, looking down at his bare feet.

Shrugging, I say, Maybe a pair of nice sandals. Tennis shoes wouldn't look right.

That works, he says, dressing into the clothes we’ve picked out.

What car did you drive here? he asks, changing topic.

I drove my Porsche 911, I say, already knowing why he's asking.

He starts to rub his hands together. Ooowww. He has a devilish grin.

Don't even think about it, Seff. You're not driving my Porsche. I'm sitting on the bed smiling big, watching him get dressed. He's gotten as far as getting his shorts on.

He throws his shirt back onto the bed, then jumps on top of me, knocking me over. Straddling me between his legs, he looks down at me and says, Well, soon-to-be Mrs. Seff, once you say ‘I do’, what's mine is yours. He leans down and brushes his lips against mine before finishing, and what's yours will be mine.

Wrapping my legs around his waist, I hold his body down close to mine, inhaling the smell of his body wash. You smell edible, I say, closing my eyes from the feeling of my lower body starting to tighten with lust.

He kisses the tip of my nose, then says, You're changing the topic. I can feel him hardening between my legs.

Leaning up, I take one of his nipple rings into my mouth, making him gasp and grow harder.

I can smell your arousal, he tells me, moving to undo my shorts.

And I want to taste yours, I say, flipping him over to his back before he can finish unzipping my shorts.

Flipping him over has landed us onto the floor, with me on top. Evidently we were a little too close to the edge of the bed.

I begin Scooting down his body, kissing my way to his erection. You shouldn't have bothered putting these on, I say, taking off his shorts.

Freeing his erection, I seductively lick my lips before taking him deep within my warm, watering mouth.

Oh, yeah, he moans to me, closing his eyes. You are the best fucking cock-sucker. He moans loud again before saying, You're my own personal perfect, pleasuring, beautiful little cock-sucker.

I love when he talks dirty to me. I can feel my underwear soaking up my wetness.

He reaches down pinching my nipple hard through my shirt and bra, making me moan. My moan vibrates from my mouth through the tip of his dick, making his head start to swell larger in my mouth.

Mmmm, he moans before flipping me over, and literally ripping off my shorts.

I'll worry about those later.

I need to be deep inside your wet pussy, he says, penetrating me fast, and hard.

Ahha! I scream out. Pleasure is rising inside of me from just the feel of his length taking claim of me.

You feel so good. Hot and wet around my hard cock. He pushes into me deeper.

Raising my hips off the floor, I help him move deeper into me. You feel so good inside of me, I say, feeling my eyes roll as I close them. I can feel every inch of him deep inside of me, and he feels amazing. Don't stop. You feel so good. Mmmm. Fuck me.

He sits up onto his knees, bringing me up with him. My cunt still wrapped tight around his cock, I wrap my legs around his lower back.

This has got to go, he says, lifting my shirt over my head, taking my bra with it. He intakes one of my swollen nipples into his warm mouth, making my nipples harden to the swirling friction of his tongue.

Mmmm, I moan again. Moving my hips up and down faster onto his hard cock, I tell him, Bite it. Bite me.

I feel the slightest pleasurable pinch above my nipple as his werewolf fangs bite through my skin, making my body vibrate, and tingle all over. Dropping my head back, I give him better access to my breast. The sucking and his tongue rolling over the bleeding punctures feel amazing. My pussy is dripping wet, and ready to orgasm any second.

He moans as he sucks in some of my blood. His werewolf nails are digging softly into my back. Not hurting me, but definitely turning me on.

Letting go of my breast, he says in a rough voice, Cum for me, baby. Cum all over my hard cock. With one quick, deep jab of his penis deep inside of me I cum, and cum again. That's it, baby. I can feel you tighten around me every time you cum. It feels...ahha, mmm. I feel his hot cum shoot deep inside of me, as he makes me cum a third time.

My body is vibrating with aftershocks as I throw my arms around him, and begin to kiss his neck.

You are so beautiful, he says, taking my head with both hands and kissing me.

I love you, I say, kissing him back.

I love you too, my beautiful fiancée.

Hmmm, I hum. I guess we should finish getting ready to meet my parents for dinner, I say, moving off of him to get dressed. I hold up my shorts. One little problem. I don't have a spare change of clothes here, and we don't have time to run back to my place.

Sorry. He smiles big. I may have gotten a little carried away.

A little? I say, giggling.

Hey, you started it, he replies, walking over to his dresser.

I nod, agreeing. You’re right, I did start it. You just smelled so yummy, I say, licking my lips.

He tosses a pair of his plaid boxers at me. Your shirt’s long enough to cover the button on the front. It shouldn't be too obvious you're wearing boxers, he chuckles.

Think you're funny, don't you? I say, slipping on his cotton boxers. You know I have to go commando, since you ripped my underwear off with my shorts.

He laughs, bending over to grab his boxers and shorts. I'll just have easy access later.

I give him a playful smack on his naked ass. I guess you will. I tug a little at the front of the boxers I just put on, They're a little big.

He rolls the top of them over a couple of times, That should help.

Better than it was, I agree.

Well, I'm ready, he says, running his fingers through his almost dry hair, after putting on his shirt.

Still feel certain about telling my parents you're a werewolf? I ask, sorta hoping he'll change his mind. Telling my parents I'm engaged was hard enough. Telling my parents I'm engaged to a werewolf is...well, who else in a normal world would have to say, Mom, Dad, I would like you to meet my werewolf fiancé? It should make for an interesting night.

Yup, he says with a confident smile.

Okay, I say with a small shrug.

He takes me by the waist. Should I not tell them? he asks. His eyes look a little concerned.

I'm leaving it completely up to you. The hardest part is done. Telling them I'm engaged, I say, giving him a bear hug.

If that was the hardest part, then I'm not worried about telling them I'm a werewolf. He kisses me on the top of my head. Confidence has his body standing more upright now. I would have guessed the hardest thing for you to tell them will be that I have marked you as my mate, and the next full moon, you’ll be a werewolf.

I haven’t thought much more about that since I told Dallas about it last night. I know I should be worried about turning into a hairy, long-nosed beast, but I’m not. But I’m also not quite ready to tell my parents that I’m going to be a werewolf. We’ll save dropping that bomb until a later date. I don’t know how long I’ll wait to tell them, but I know it won’t be tonight. They’ll have enough shock for one night just telling them I’m engaged to a werewolf.

My parents live 25 minutes from Ryder's house. They live in a house as big as mine, if not bigger. Even though they're no longer vampire assassins, they still keep their gates locked, with a guard at the entrance.

I see where you get your taste in cars, Ryder tells me as I park next to my dad's red 1963' Ford Thunderbird convertible.

My dad has had a lot of really nice cars, I tell him. But he doesn't collect them. He's always trading them in for something different. Something I'll never understand, I say, shaking my head. It's not like my parents don't have more than enough money to piss away on anything they want.

You ready to meet the folks? I ask, taking his hand and leading the way up the front steps to my parents’ door.

Ready as I'll ever be, he replies, for the first time truly sounding nervous.

There’s no need to knock. This will always be home to me. Hello, hello, I say, walking inside.

There's no reply in the house.

They must be in the backyard, grilling the steaks, I tell Ryder. Still holding his hand, I lead the way to the backyard.

There they are, standing over the grill. My dad is just putting the last steak on the grill. The aroma of summer grilling is already filling the air.

Good timing, says my mom, looking up at us over the grill. We just started grilling.

Right on time then, I say, smiling. Ryder is fidgeting nervously with my hand. Mom, Dad, I would like you to meet Ryder. Ryder, this is my mom, Lila, and my dad, Dan.

Mom walks around the grill to shake Ryder's hand. It's a pleasure to meet the man who could sweep our Tori off her feet, she says in a sweet voice.

It's nice to meet you, Lila. I see where Tori gets her good looks, Ryder says in his charming voice.

Not bad looking yourself, shamelessly flirts my mom. She looks back at my dad. Dan, are you going to say hi to Ryder? she asks in a curt tone.

My dad walks around the grill looking Ryder up and down with a stern expression. He crosses his arms, staring Ryder in the eyes. He shakes his head a few times, his expression never really changing.

I put my arm around Ryder's waist, not sure what my dad will say or do.

After a long moment the first thing my dad says to Ryder is, So...have you told my daughter yet that she's marring a werewolf?

Chapter 4

My mom and I could be catching flies, our jaws are hanging so open wide.

Ryder straightens his posture, before saying, Yes, sir. Tori knows I'm a werewolf.

My dad continues staring into Ryder's eyes with his arms still crossed, saying nothing. Finally a very small smirk reaches my dad's face. Well. Okay then. Welcome to the family, says my dad, pulling Ryder from me into a man hug. I'm so glad to hear you're engaged to a man, my dad says to me, letting go of Ryder.

Ryder looks back at me smiling big, and looking much more relaxed.

What just happened here? I'm astonished my dad can tell Ryder is a werewolf and I can’t believe my dad just gave Ryder a hug and said, Welcome to the family. I never would have guessed he would be so happy to hear I'm marring a man and not a woman, that he would be so quick to welcome Ryder into the family. Happy enough to not care that Ryder and I had only been dating two weeks when he asked me to marry him.

Are you two just going to stand there with your mouths hanging wide open, or are you going to go get my new son-in-law and me a beer? asks my dad, looking at my mom and me with a big smile.

Mom and I turn mechanically toward the screen door, and saying nothing, we head inside to get our men a beer.

Leaning against the kitchen counter I watch my mom take three beers from the fridge.

Want one? asks my mom, still looking shocked.

No, I'll pass, I say quietly. Could you tell Ryder is a werewolf? I ask in almost a whisper, because I’m still dumbfounded.

Twisting the cap off of one of the beers, my mom nods yes before taking a big drink. I was going to ask you when Ryder wasn't around if you knew. I can't believe your father asked him, like it's an everyday common question. My mom takes another big drink of her beer.

How could you two tell? I had no idea. I’m finding the words, but I feel speechless.

Really, Tori? asks my mom in a tone that says 'Are you kidding me?' She leaves her beer on the counter to take Ryder and Dad their beers.

I wait in the kitchen, staring off into space, trying to figure out how the hell they both knew he's a werewolf, and I had no idea. I hadn’t even the slightest clue. I thought his big secret was that he's married. Though he is married, the real secret he was trying hard to hide from me is that he's a werewolf.

Tori and I are going to make the potato salad while you guys grill the steaks, I hear my mom say before coming back inside.

So? I say to my mom, wanting to know how

Reviews for The Vampires Ange De La Mort, Meet The Parents

[Lara Conklin Romack · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

So sad… but on the edge of my seat to see how this story ends!