If it goes bad, can we depend on you, or not?"
"They are my people," Rafael said. "They owe their loyalty to me."
I finally looked at him. It was not a friendly look. "Then they need to leave this room, now. We need hyena and wolves in here, now."
"They are no match for my people," Rafael said.
"Maybe not, but at least I can trust who they'll jump for."
Clay had hit his radio and was relaying my request.
Rafael looked at Jean-Claude. "Are the leopards in charge here, Jean-Claude? It is what I had heard, but I had not believed it." He had turned away from us as if we didn't matter.
I had a horrible urge to draw my gun, but knew I'd never get it out in time. Not with Claudia and Fredo in the room. And besides, I wouldn't really shoot him over an insult, and you never draw a gun unless you're willing to use it. I wasn't willing to use it, but I was really wanting a way to wipe that arrogance off Rafael's face.
Wolves and hyenas spilled into the room, at a run. We now had more of our people in the room than we did wererats. The tightness in my stomach eased a little.
"Rafael," Richard said, "why are you doing this?"
"Doing what?" he asked. "Treating the leopards as the lesser power they are supposed to be?"
Richard let his face show the surprise he felt. "Are you purposefully trying to bait Anita?"
"I have come to negotiate with the Master of the City and his triumvirate of power. His animal to call and his human servant."
"I'm also the leopard's queen, and they are my animal to call," I said. "You can't insult one half of my power base while you try to negotiate with the other."
"Exactly," Rafael said.
"What?" I asked.
"You have made your point, Rafael," Jean-Claude said.
I looked from one to the other. "Not to me, he hasn't."
"I'm confused, too," Richard said.
"I have worked for years to build the wererats into a force to be reckoned with, bargained with, a force not to be treated lightly. Though I may dislike Narcissus, he, in his own way, has also built the werehyenas up into a force to be reckoned with." He motioned at us, the only three leopards in the room. "The leopards were the playthings of the wolves when Raina was their lupa. Gabriel, the leader of the leopards, was her pawn. Then Anita killed both of them. She became lupa to the wolves and tried to protect the leopards. I was happy that the leopards had a true protector, someone who did not just use them. No group deserves the treatment that they suffered at Gabriel's hands." He walked toward us, slowly, nothing menacing in that movement, but I fought an urge to step back. Somehow I wasn't sure I wanted him that close to me, to us.
Rafael spoke as he moved calmly toward us. "Then Anita became more than just a human with extraordinary powers. By all accounts she may truly be a shapeshifter one of these moons."
"So what?" I asked. "So what if I finally turn furry for real?"
"Leopard is not Jean-Claude's animal to call, it is yours. Yet you are not a vampire. You are leopard queen, but not a wereleopard. The wolves' lupa, but not a werewolf. Now the lions are yours to call. If Joseph and his pride would only give you someone worthy to choose, you would have another animal to bind to you. The lions are weaker even than the leopards, but if you find a mate among them, they will move up, they will be powerful, and they do not deserve it."
I was beginning to see what his point was, and I even understood why he'd put himself forward as food. "You do everything according to the rules," I said, "and then this metaphysical wild card comes out of nowhere and suddenly animal groups that are weak by your standards have more ties to Jean-Claude. The leopards are a small group, but they're intimate with the vampires, so they're powerful. You think the same thing will happen with the lions."
"Yes," Rafael said.
"You are serious about being Anita's pomme de sang?" Richard said, "because it's the only way you can see getting closer to the power structure."
Rafael nodded and looked at the other man. "I am sorry, my friend, but if I cannot guarantee my people's safety through strength of arms and traditional methods, then I am willing to whore myself