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Rafe pulled Cassandra into his arms. “At first, I wanted my arm back to feel whole again and to not appear weak before my enemies. Now I only want it to hold you.

Rafe tugged her closer before she could trip over a gravestone. “Damn it, woman. Devil take your wagon! You fail to grasp the severity of this situation.

Rafael possessed unfathomable strength. His speed defied the laws of nature…and his bite, good God, his bite. How could something so macabre feel so pleasurable?

It may be small comfort, but I believe Rafe doesn’t want to kill you.” A light laugh escaped her lips. “Actually, that is a substantial comfort.

You should know that Rafael is not the beast he would have you believe he is. He may be harsh, but he is fair. However, I highly recommend that you endeavor to be on his good side.” She raised a brow. “Does he have one?

Te amo, Querida,” he whispered suddenly, stroking her hair. “Tu eres mi luz en la oscuridad.” “This is the second time you’ve said that,” Cassandra murmured. “What does it mean?” “I love you.” His voice was as rough as his hand on her cheek was gentle. “You are my light in the darkness.

Lydia is enduring the same fate, I may remind you.” Vincent remarked. “And she is doubtless freezing, being forced to stand there in only her chemise.” A rakish smile spread across his features. “Perhaps we could go down and have a peek.”Rafe scowled. “I don’t want you looking at my woman.” Vincent folded his arms and glared. “Well, I don’t want you looking at my woman!

I need to go hunting now,” he rasped. Before I tear off your clothes and plunge my c*** and my fangs inside you.

Te amo, Querida,” he whispered, stroking her hair. “Tu eres mi luz en la oscuridad.” I love you. You are my light in the darkness.