Daddy's girls come in all shapes.
22-year-old Dianne Anghel has just graduated college and has to move back in with her father, Ferdinand, and their friend Doctor Nat Silver. She doesn't mind that the two men in her life are vampires—her late mother was a werewolf—but that makes getting a mainstream job difficult. She uses her shapeshifting powers to become a bounty hunter. The local criminals don't take kindly to this. Neither does Ferdinand. And a mysterious organization is watching the trio's every move.
"I don't want to say this, but I'm twenty-two years old. I'm an adult now. You can't stop me."
"You're right. I can't. But I can beg."
We continued to argue in circles for about ten minutes. Meanwhile, Nat sucked down his dinner, read the comics, and gelled his hair. Eventually he grew tired of listening to us.
"Ferdinand," Nat began. Dad ignored him, so Nat strode over and separated us. "You have to let your child take risks, or she's never going to grow, and she'll never find any satisfaction. You can tell her to be careful, and you can ask her to think of you, and you can be her wingman, but you can't order her around anymore."
Dad shut his eyes and took some deep breaths. "Carry a cell phone with you, even though when you change it'll make you look like a wolf with a large tumor. Call me every half hour. If you miss an hour, I will come after you. Before you go, prick your finger deep enough for it to bleed, and rub the finger along every landmark. That way I can follow the trail. Be back before dawn."
"I promise," I said. I hugged both my vampires. "Thank you."