"You must get to bed." Damien leaned closer, his broad shoulders obscuring the light behind him.
All Vienna could see and smell, was this mysterious stranger who seemed familiar, this predator with whom she somehow found comfort. Her handsome vampire fiance with his crazy mother!
Head pounding, she took a step back and broke their gaze. "Good night, then," she said.
"Good night." Damien nodded as she went into her chambers.
She could still feel him standing outside in the dark hallway, keeping a watch on her. Also, no sooner she had closed the door than she wanted to open it up again and invite Damien inside. It felt wrong to leave him out there. Why was that? What spell had the prince cast over her? How could she miss someone she barely knew? How could she fall for someone whose mothe
