Baldrick, watching from the shadows, nodded sagely. “See?” he whispered to the stuffed raven. “Told you. Even monsters need a turnip.”
The problem was twofold. First, Perdita was a werewolf . Their clans had a truce, but a romance? It was taboo. The Vampire Council would have him exsanguinated. The Wolf Pack would have her de-tailed. Second—and far more terrifying—she didn’t seem to care about his status, his fortune, or his carefully cultivated aura of menace. She liked him for his wit . Blackadder Monster Sex 05
“You saved us,” she said, shifting back to human form, her eyes glowing gold. Baldrick, watching from the shadows, nodded sagely
His unbeating heart had just given a very inconvenient lurch . watching from the shadows