Kath knew the smile wasn't sincere, and she knew she was flaunting her rather attractive body at him. As much as she played the part of uninterested, she wanted to bleed him, jump his bones, ride him until the dawn. She wanted to tear him apart just as much as he wanted to tear her apart. It would be a violent mating, and one probably seen as repulsive by both sides. Render might not care, obviously, since he made it known he'd fucked other vampires, but Kath had a coven to run, and vampires were heavy into politics while the wolves just wanted their goddamn freedom and fair rights. So to save face she would rather not. She laughed. "Sell me? This isn't the stone ages. I don't care how things are run elsewhere. No one is a slave in this city."<br/><br/>Jordahn had moved to protect her, but he hesitated when Render stood up to his own massive height. He scowled, clearly not liking how close he was getting to his sire, but he had to trust that she could handle him. After all she was lightning quick, quicker than most wolves, even. He swallowed, feeling a little nauseated when Render looked at him, promising a painful death. But he had already had a contingency plan. There were plenty of vampires who spoke behind Kathrienna's back about how disgusting the wolves were and how much they didn't belong in their city. It wouldn't be easy to stake the blame on him unless Render spoke the truth. But they both seemed to want the same thing, so he just slipped back as Kathrienna straightened.<br/><br/>She looked at Render's outstretched hand, her lips curling a tad to just show a hint of fangs before she passed the bottle over to him. Oh, she'd heard rumors of Render's massive thirst for blood. She'd even heard of how he'd killed his own kind, though she was happy to let sleeping dogs lie. Pack business wasn't her own if it didn't interfere with her lifestyle. And right now it was. She scoffed lightly. "The night is young. The sun might kill me, but we have hours still to get somewhere." She clasped his hand in her own and brought it up, inhaling along his wrist. "Careful, Render," she purred. "You might bite off more than you can chew." Shoving his arm back against his chest, she grabbed another bottle before brushing past him. "Come with me. I will gather an assembly of my coven. Give me an hour and meet me at the abandoned civic field stadium."<br/><br/>Walking out of the office, she left Render to do as he wished, and strolled over to her guards. "Get my coven together. I don't care where they are or what they're doing. Make them aware that if a single vampire is missing I will stake them in the heart myself. The stadium is where we will meet." She was pissed off, her eyes glowing red. Jordahn and Thomas flagged either of her sides as she headed out back, her pace swift. Render was welcome to tag along, but it would take an hour to get them all together. The majority of her coven could move quickly, and they'd all seen what she was capable of. She hadn't become a coven leader solely on diplomacy and equality. She'd fought and clawed her way to the top and she had more than her fair share of blood on her hands.<br/><br/>The car was a massive limousine, because why not travel in style? Jordahn and Thomas sat on either side of her, and if Render joined he could hunch in the seat across from them. Kath had set the bottle aside and she grabbed Thomas's wrist, biting into it. She was pissed, and hungry, and neither of her fledglings had any issues with supplying her with blood. It would give her a boost in strength for interrogating her coven.