CELINE’S POV
“You?” I stuttered, my voice cracking at the edges.
He nodded once, a subtle tilt of his head as if this were the most obvious thing in the world.
Why?
Why would a vampire—one I didn’t know, one who belonged to a species that hated wolves—save me?
“Because you needed me,” he replied simply.
I blinked at him, stunned. “I needed you? Me? But I’m not from your kind. Wait—” My eyes widened as pieces of earlier conversations flickered in my mind. “But you said I challenged you! What—what’s going on? I’m even more confused now!”
He let out a low, almost amused sound before answering.
“All you need to know right now is that I saved you from yourself.”
Then he sat down gracefully on one of the chairs near the marble table, crossing one leg over the other. He even gestured for
