She might be unarmed, but Rose Hathaway was in possession of many weapons.

My mind... It's who I am. I think I'd rather suffer any other injury in the world than have my mind tampered with.

I felt like someone had ripped my heart out and tossed it across the other side of the room. There was a burning, agonizing pain in my chest, and I had no idea how it could ever be filled. It was one thing to accept that I couldn't have Dimitri. It was something entirely different to realize someone else could.

But I couldn't help myself, couldn't help the way I felt as I recalled the bliss and rush of a vampire's bite.

What have you gotten me into?" I hissed at him. "Me? What have you gotten yourself into? Couldn't I have just picked you up at the police station for underage drinking, like most fathers?

Don't worry, little dhampir. You might be surrounded by clouds, but you'll always be like sunshine to me.

I didn't think my day could get any worse until my best friend told me she might be going crazy. Again.