“I've made a promise to my father, cara, that one way or another you will become pregnant. Once you are finished with your period—well, in fact starting tonight—we will be together every night.”
“Uh, tonight?” Gulp.
“Yes. I want you to feel relaxed with me. I am not a threat to you. I can resist your blood—probably better than either my father or Vasyl could, since I've never had it.” His eyes glittering, he added. “I vow, Sabrina, I will not bite you. Ever.” It was exactly what Vasyl had said to me too. But, he had bitten me. Once.
My nerves on edge, my stomach twisted. He got up and walked over to me. I looked down at my shaking hands and pulled off both my gloves.
“Cara,” he said in a soothing way, stepping around the table to stand behind me—the classic feeding pose for the vampire
