Bennhayzin's Point Of View
'Haaah.... Maybelline, just what the heck have you done...'
I had met Tristan back when he was just starting to walk. He was adorable, with his big bright hazel green eyes. But now? Tristan all grown up was a sexual force of nature. My erection still wouldn't go down, and I could still smell him all over me.
Maybelline's genetic splicing was out of this world. Just reading about it and seeing it, we're two different things. I wasn't sure if Ferdinand was really going to bring Tristan to the summons, I wasn't even sure he could, but I needed him to go. I forced his hand, but there would be no remorse from me.
Sylvester and Ferdinand should brag their hearts out. That's one hell of a mate to stumble across. He didn't even seem particularly aware of his beauty. No doubt from having a mother like Seraphine. She had been beautiful beyond words, almost eerily so. She could have potentially been an heiress or something.
