I’m already inside your head. And your body’s most definitely next.

We die, you die. You die, we survive. I think there’s a pecking order in that, don’t you?

I’m not sure.

You can only fight what you are for so long. Eventually the hand that nature has dealt you will make you become what you were meant to be. You have no control over it.

I will not be threatened. Do you understand me?’ He leaned closer again, his lips less than a couple of inches from hers. ‘Now try saying it without trembling.

She exhaled curtly. ‘I’m a serryn. That’s all you see. I’m just something to be tortured, slain or sold off as a commodity. That’s hardly the most appealing of traits.’ ‘Tell your eyes that. Because...

Playing the martyr doesn’t suit you, Leila.’‘Maybe not, but playing the complete and utter bastard clearly suits you.

I’m not punishing you.’ ‘No?’ ‘No. You’d know if I was. Trust me.

What are you most scared of, Caitlin? What I can do to you, or how I make you feel?

You upped the ante with the wrong vampire, Caitlin.