Mercy shook her head. "Because no matter how much Stephan likes me, he's still a vampire at the end of the day. And no matter how much I like him, he's still dead when the sun comes up."

She sighed. "And he's a charming enough bastard, that it's hard to remember. I can only imagine that Lucifer would be worse."

Never mind the werewolves, the witch... the werewolves.