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tao_ ([info]tao_) wrote,
His lips twitched, threatening a true smile. Dean had been strong, physically of course, what alpha wasn't? His personality? Well, it left a lot to be desired. He was a power monger and that was all. He cared very little for his own people and when he had the bargaining power to give them more of a foothold in the county, he hadn't used it. He'd given it up for what he saw as personal power. In short, he was an idiot. Tao was only sorry to see him go as he was useful. A new leader meant new deals and possibly loss of control over the shifters as a whole.

He shrugged a single shoulder. "Tao is what I am known as, it is not my name. Names have power, little wolf." Most people didn't realize how much. He had been Tao for more then a century now and only two others that he knew of, knew his real name, and they wisely never used it. It amused him that the new alpha had such a problem saying it. His face went hard and eyes sparked dark light. He could see more then well enough yet he still stepped forward to look into Riley's hand. A low growl rumbled in his chest, and he hissed out a breath. This was the first actual evidence found of deaths. They were of course suspected but, vampires don't leave a lot behind when killed, so solid evidence of murder was hard to come by.

"How many are you missing and have any bodies been found?" He asked simply, his words bitten off. Formalities were important to vampires, he'd learned to live by them like they were second nature. You didn't last long in the politics of the vampire world otherwise. You learned to put on the exterior needed and whatever personal feelings you had that might be used against you, were buried so deep that even you might forget you had them. He could drop the formalities and get away with it if it meant saving his county from a raging serial killer.

His upper lip twisted into a smirk. "So noted, little wolf. Just remember, our prey may be different, but at least we do not delude ourselves into thinking we are predators only part of the time." He wasn't about to share information until he got some in return. Then he would decide if he needed to work with the shifters, or if they warranted his help.


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