The vampire landed in a heap at his feet, whimpering.
Elisabeth, in wolf form, stood scratching at the door, whimpering.
The wolf looked up at them, then lay on the floor with her head on Jackson's chest, whimpering.
Any other woman would be whimpering at his feet, ready to tell him her life story, if he cared enough to ask.
Cowering beneath the table, whimpering, he heard a familiar voice croon above him.