To fight is to face death once more, perhaps the total annihilation of their kind. But to run... is that not also a kind of annihilation?

Only ignorance excuses stupidity

To fight is to face death once more, perhaps the total annihilation of their kind. But to run... is that not also a kind of annihilation?

To be haunted by my heart is no threat.

You refused to fall in love with anyone else, Dmitri.” A whisper with the impact of a gun-shot. “So I had to come back for you . . . husband.

She stepped out of reach. “Go put on a shirt and get your mind out of bed.” “Impossible with you around.” “Pretend I’m holding a rifle. In fact, pretend I have you in the crosshairs.” Janvier sighed, rubbing at a jaw shadowed by morning stubble. “I love it when you talk dirty.

She blew out a breath between gritted teeth. “Sometimes I really want to”—a frustrated sound—“bite you!” He froze. “I might let you.” “I won’t do it if you’d enjoy it.