Anita sits around while Nathaniel swings around her.
“How’s Gregory?” I asked.
“Dr Lillian put an IV in him, to help with the shock, she said.” He stopped beside the table, not quite in front of me.
“An IV. Richard will be here within an hour or less. If she put an IV in then…” I let my voice trail off.
Nathaniel finished for me. “Gregory’s very hurt.”
No shit. Anita bit off part of his penis and no one’s tried to stop the bleeding.
“You don’t mean the injuries he got from the wolves, do you?”
Someone please tell me why urban fantasy can’t have an intelligent female heroine. Why do they have to be so stupid?
Nathaniel reveals that Gregor is having flashbacks to his original assault by Raina. Anita demands that Nathaniel talks to her, so he goes on about how he thought she’d be just like Raina (she IS just like raina) and that raina tortured nathaniel and Anita is SAD because Nathaniel is ‘so much a victim, so much anyone’s meat’. What happened to Nathaniel was painful and Anita feels bad and nathaniel wants to be her pommey apple so he can feel like he belongs somewhere.
If I sound like I’m bored, it’s because I am. I hate Nathaniel and I hate this bullshit that is just about making Anita out into some sort of saint and how amazing her relationships with people are.
Anita feels bad about feeding on Nathaniel because he’s like a child. An adult child consenting to a sexual relationship.
I hate this book.