Katelina expected Jorick to make excuses, to deny what he was, even. Instead, he shrugged his shoulders, his brow furrowed. "Does it matter if I'm a vampire?"
Her mouth dropped open in disbelief. "Of course it matters! Do you think I would've come with you if I'd known? That I'd have been thinking..." She cut herself off before she could finish the sentence and say... what? Say that she'd been thinking he was attractive? Or that she'd been thinking that she needed him and had even come to trust him? Or that when she looked at him her heart pounded and her thoughts betrayed her? And for what? To be lied to! Everything was a lie. All of the things she'd allowed herself to believe, they'd all been pretty wrapping paper hiding the truth. He was a monster like the others. A beautiful monster w
