Without a word, he asked, Please, ma petite, please do not spoil this. She was still crying, still begging, They made us do it, they made us do it. I was actually on the ladder, when Zerbrowski said, And what if the vamps don't want to take the oath? I stayed frozen on the ladder for a second, then lied, I'm not sure. Damian was rubbing his fingers across my knuckles the way he did when he was worried that I would be angry with someone.
I tried to say what I felt. Somewhere in the last please, he began to force himself inside me. I would feed, and Nathaniel might not survive it. My voice was shaky when I said, That wasn't metaphysical shit.
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