She caught sight of his fangs, but Alice didn’t care.  The vampyr’s words were true and she clung to them instead of his arm.  Her name on his demon tongue elicited a private swoon, but Alice forced it down while lifting her chin and taking a more composed poise by Gregory’s side.  Her husband.  Her spouse.  Lawfully wed and … perhaps playing the part?   His words about being his second half were unexpected and rather endearing.  Of course the creature was lying to her and inwardly laughing at her though, so she wouldn’t entertain the thought.  No.. Gregory Frost probably had plans to dangle her before his coven as a pet of some kind, or insignificant souvenir.   She would kill him with her own hands.  The sooner the better.<br/><br/>Walking ahead of him, she graced the cameras with a knowing smile; daring anyone to question her willing participation.  Yes.  That hot vampyr was hers, thank you very much.  Hers to conquer.<br/><br/><br/>++++++++++++++<br/><br/><br/>Motto’s undead heart quaked from the intensity of it all despite his laughter.  This shit was real.  He just married a human.  AND KISSED HER.  He kissed a few girls back when he had a soul, but the outlander hadn’t thought about it in centuries.  Didn’t matter though.   Cassandra was brave as hell and ...pretty.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> "Are you ready to see our new home?"</span><br/><br/>The vampyr nodded.  He’d nod to just about anything right now.  She could tell him to torch himself and he would probably consider it for a second, he was so elated.  Then it dawned on him.  “Home” was some kind of.. facility now.  In the city.  Human everywhere and noise and ...brown eyes searched the area for a sign of what he was supposed to do next.  Motto’s gaze found the waiting armored car and he started to scowl but caught himself.  Not now.  He had to do as he was told or pay dearly for it, compliments of the High Council.  His hand slid down from where it been holding Cassandra’s waist and took her hand.  Man she was brave.  And pretty.  And delicious.  As they walked through the emotional throng a ...shoe of all things sailed towards his bride’s head.  Someone had apparently decided to make trouble.  With a flash of movement the vampry batted the shoe away before it reached Cassandra, and moved a little faster to the car.<br/><br/>He took hold of the door’s handle and pulled.  Nothing.   He pulled again.  No success.  Another effort to sabotage the scene was playing out for the unfortunate pair but ended with a bang.  Literally.  The door whizzed through the air with incredible speed after Motto sank his fingers into it, tore it free, and chucked it.  BANG.  It would take the city workers four days to remove it from the park monument where the it was deeply embedded.  Motto whisked Cassandra into the vehicle and turned to the driver.<span style="color: #00BF40"> “Drive.  Now.”</span>