Kitten." His voice was thick with something I couldn't name. "This is the part... where you don't have a choice.

All the rest of the world could only kill or devastate my mind and body. Bones alone held the power to demolish my soul.

Let me introduce my friend, Cat.’ The redhead, and for some reason, she looked familiar. ‘Her husband Bones’ – here Vlad smiled coolly at the short-haired brunet – ‘is not my friend.

Then I went to the morgue and saw that those bones weren't yours, heard your voice again in my head" -his eyes closed- "and once more, nothing else mattered.

The dungeon image helped. "You need to let Maximus go," I stated, my voice stronger now. "No. Wine?

He also deeply distrusts vampires, as you had guessed yourself,” Bones added. “Aside from that, all I heard was enough repetitions of ‘how many chucks could a woodchuck chuck’ to make me want to stake myself.

Would you mind repeating that? I'm afraid I might have lost my wits altogether and just hallucinated what I've longed to hear.