Puternic was trying to focus on learning the magic from Saint Ciprian when he sensed Kelly's initial hesitation. His nostrils showed the disgusting scent of that coward Darkling and made he wonder the kind of suffering she went through. The werewolf was not used to feeling sorry for the other's mistakes. Also, he was used to betas trying to bang his girls - that was part of the game in the pack and the inferiors actually needed some sort of sexual relieve. All in all, he did not see much guilty on Kelly's side.<br/><br/>To his greatest relieve, the sweet scent of the female newcomer approached his Kelly. At first, Putternic turned attentive: would she inflict any kind of injure to the poor Kelly. Puternic set his fighting mode. Fortunately, it was not necessary. Slowly, the stinky scent of Lugoj vanished from Kelly's body and was replaced by her naturally charming scent. With the corner of his lips Puternic smiled and wanted to thank Makoda. Was she the first "good" soul to step into the Vampire Inn? Later, the werewolf would thank that newcomer - now, he had to study and study...<br/><br/>His attempts were in vain once more. His attention was driven to the sexy redhead vampiress approaching him. Once more, her moves reminded him more a predator than a pack member. She had been an intriguing addition to his pack, still in need of proper taming. Having repealed him earlier, Puternic was sure that there were second intentions in her approach. Was she in need of another fuck? Normally, girls needed at least 24 hours to recover and it had not been 14 yet. That would not be bad. The cold hand on his hot skin nearly made him shiver: he was controlling his libido, because he was too determined to learn. Her question showed not clearly what her intentions were.<br/><br/>"Ce vrei?", coldly replied Puternic, still with his eyes focused on the books. Even before she could start, Puternic closed his eyes and muttered a pray to Saint Cyprian of Antioch - at the end, he spoke in Latin as the book had taught. "Ne nos rosis". Amazingly, by the time Puternic opened the his eyelids, there were four roses on the book. A wide smile formed in his lips.<br/><br/>"If someone had told me it would work, I would not have believed", Puternic spoke to himself.