The council, in its infinite stupidity, has made Reinn Mackenzie the Guardian of the Blood for his vampire clan. Talk about crappy jobs. He’s supposed to run around lopping off the head of any Mackenzie dumb enough to mate with someone not on the council’s approved list. Gotta keep the Mackenzie blood pure. Giant whoop. He’s nothing but a glorified Weedwacker for the clan. So he’s stuck at the Woo Woo Inn, skulking undercover while he looks for the right moment to off the clueless Mackenzie about to marry a sneaky, manipulating werecat. Reinn doesn’t get it. Who’d be stupid enough to die for a deceitful, whisker-twitching shifter? Read Full Description.