I had actually stepped closer to them, when Byron pulled me back. He would have sunk fangs into Nathaniel's arm, except Gregory was a fraction too quick, and a fraction too slow. Damian went very still, like the old vamps can, as if he were some beautiful statue. What's wrong? Nathaniel asked.
Don't, honey, I think she's for real. The words weren't angry, but the emotion that came with them felt like it would burn a hole through my skin. It was like drowning in light. If you thought I didn't like you, then why pour your problems in my ear? Who else do I have to go to? Asher is Jean-Claude's second in command.
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