Dayton watched her, his eyes narrowing slightly. Her last words had struck a chord. He hadn't been frightened when the vampire had grabbed him for that exact reason. If she had bitten him then he would be dead in an instant and he wouldn't have to keep waking up every morning. Vampire venom was fatal to a Were, unless the couple involved were mated.
Ashleigh frowned as she glanced between them both and then turned back to Dayton. For a moment she had seen disappointment flicker across his face and she knew that some part of him had hoped that Freya would bite him. Her entire being rebelled at the thought of someone wishing to die so much and yet she could understand it too.
"I once felt as you do," she said softly, memories running through her mind of the time when she had wanted to lie
