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“I’m sorry, but it’s the truth. I know it’s inconvenient.”

She snorted. “You could say that.”

“It was all I could do.”

I wished I could make her understand. She was mine. She was mine from the moment I saw her walking down the stairs in front of her building. She was mine when I watched her on the train platform, when I wanted to kill that filthy pig for what he thought about doing to her. She was mine when I killed Desiree to protect her.

Her arms slid around my waist. “I know.”

“You’re set on going over there, aren’t you?”

“Yes. I must. I have to make him pay.”

There was no fighting her—stubborn as a human, insufferably stubborn as a new vampire.

“All right. I’ll go with you.”