I've never seen him eat the stuff--I don't know that vampires can.
He raised his hands.
"No one without Mercy's nose, then.
If I'm in the room with the Monster, then perhaps he'll notice.
Otherwise, he'll never know I was there.
I've done it before." "The Monster?" Samuel asked.
"James Blackwood." Vampires give titles to some of the more powerful ones.
Stefan was the Soldier because he'd been a mercenary.
Wulfe was the Wizard ...
and I knew he could do some magic.
I resolved to stay away from any vampire that other vampires called the Monster.
"There is this, too," Stefan said.
"I can jump from one location to another--and I can take Mercy with me." "How far?" asked Bran with sudden intentness.
Stefan shrugged ...
and never quite straightened up, as if it was too much trouble.
"Anywhere.
But taking another person with me has a cost.
I'll be useless for a day afterward." He looked at me.
"I have the address." He'd have overheard Charles give it to the rest of us.
"I can get there tonight and find a safe place nearby to spend the day." Bran raised an eyebrow at me.
"I'll call Amber in the morning," I said.
It felt like running away, but Bran seemed to think it was the right thing to do.
Stefan swept me a perfect bow and disappeared before he stood up.
"He used to hide his ability to do that," I told them.
It worried me that he wasn't hiding it anymore.
As if it didn't matter what people knew about him.
Samuel smiled at me.
"You decided to go to Spokane because he needs to do something, didn't you? You were all set to stay until he started looking pathetic." I gave him a look, and he raised his hands in surrender.
"I didn't say he didn't have a reason to look pathetic.
You just need to remember that sad sack or not, he's still a vampire--and more than a match for you if he decides not to be friendly.