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“Just can’t help yourself, can you?” Catherine took a step inside the doorway. “I should have guessed sooner that this would be where you’d get stalled with that hero complex you have going on.”
My mind held too much weariness to conjure a witty comeback. Instead, I reached behind for the whimpering kid and began a slow shuffle across to the bed.
“Of course, I’m glad you came back,” Catherine continued. “It means I won’t have to hunt you down.”
Beyond the closed door at my rear, scrambling feet, snarls, and thumps still continued. If not for the density naturally installed into old fortress-type buildings, the walls would probably have shaken beneath the onslaught of blows.
Once my knee bumped the mattress, I risked turning my head to the side, though my focus stayed on the vampire
