Love and vampires, did it really count as love if they would so willingly betray those they cared about? To Cody, the answer was no. It was why he preferred to remain distant from vampires. They had this seductive air about them that was not to be trusted. The moment one began to feel anything for them, they would turn on you. His feelings were not completely unfounded, they were based on a previous experience he had not long after he turned, but it was a stereotype and those were never one hundred percent accurate.
“Just don’t trust them father than you can throw them,” he chuckled to himself, picturing the many vampires he had tossed over the years. When he was human, he used to enjoy tossing tires with his friends to see who could throw them the farthest. As a lycan, he tossed abandoned cars and watched them hurtle through the air. Cody let out a sigh, it had been a while since he had a pre-lycan days memory.
“Look,” he reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. After flipping through his money, he found what he had been looking for. It was a small business card for his club and he handed it to Fenrir while tossing his wallet back into his pocket, “If you ever need anything or you find yourself over in Australia.”