THERON LET OUT HIS own silent groan, feeling the exact opposite: he was in a living hell. Why did she have to represent the end for him? Why couldn't she be a normal woman? He answered the question quickly. Because he wasn't a normal man.
He had never brought a woman to any other part of his home except to the one guest room directly next to his. In fact, Leah was the only other person who had been in his home longer than two nights and been conscious for most of it. All the women he brought here were kept in a trance. He didn't want to be remembered by them, only wanted two evenings of fulfillment.
But Leah Nolan had suddenly changed all of that, and he found himself wanting much more than two nights of satisfying a hunger for blood. He found himself thinking about sharing conversation
