"Come in" Damon called out, reigning in the growl that was already starting to rumble through his chest at the thought of the crowd on the other side of the door. He didn't like it! He tried not to glare at them as they followed Monika in, twenty-eight in all. He thought about when they had gone to Paris yesterday, thirty-nine originals who had rejected their mates, Paris being one of the largest stations, and twenty-seven of their friends. He had almost had a heart attack when he had seen them descending on him and Clary. Reading the number of people, they had had to talk to was one thing...