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Juliette would have never expressed any sort of shock when the security team alerted her to the fact that there was a Rory Buchanan and Buffy Summers waiting at the front gates. She had honestly wondered if she would ever see the Scotsman again, and the fact that the ex-cheerleader now Slayer was here was all the more interesting. She had gone to check on Blaise but given his worsening condition he really hadn't been in the mood to discuss the new arrivals. She'd just taken his silent glowering as consent for the guests to be invited in and made her way down to the foyer in order to welcome them.

Juliette had barely left Blaise's side unless it was for business, watching over her mate like a hawk. She'd never seen him like this and if she were completely honest she still thought it had something to do with claiming the young woman that he had dismissed from his presence so readily when she'd insulted him yet again. Not to mention the fact that he had to return home to France. The distance would have taken its toll, and she was more than interested to see how the Slayer was physically. She had to at least be up and walking to have made it here.

( She smoothed down the red silk blouse she was wearing along with a tight black pencil skirt to make sure there were no creases... )


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