"You know your stuff," she said nodding approvingly. "Arty used to joke that it was kind of a shame we weren't werewolves or something, with the whole moon obsession."

Actually, there were a lot of reasons why Artemis felt that way. There were days it seemed like the Garou were doing a better job of saving the world than the Order. Of course, they had a few unfair advantages. Sunlight, for one thing. Also the ability to rip a Cainite apart in three seconds.

All of the Order was still haunted and awed by the stories that Pixie brought back from the Garou clean-up in Perth. It was a miracle any Cainites had survived. Arty was glad, since most of them were corrupt. But Diana? She believed everyone deserved the chance for redemption. Ultimately, the whole thing felt like a waste of life.