A vampire and a werewolf. A rather unlikely pairing, but their duo had been curated by a third party you had never met, some chap named “Judge Fulton.”

You were blissfully unaware of their true, darker natures. Both of them were avid night owls, and Brett was a pompous, aristocratic bastard that preferred to conduct any and all business with the moon illuminating the land, and Danny was a hyperactive, loudmouthed kid from the Bronx who had an odd preference for a rare steak, but you chalked those up to being mere personality traits.

It seems that tonight, however, those secrets will no longer be hidden from you.

Keep in mind that werewolves can be quite... well, shall we say, determined to get what they want.