Chapter Seven
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
Michael paced restlessly around the library. No matter how much Alexander seemed to like this place for its calming influence, Michael couldn't find any peace.
He'd slipped up and given in to old habits.
Anna had hardly gotten the chance to get used to her new life, and he'd jumped in headfirst and let his c**k do the thinking for him. Not only would it make things awkward going forward, it was downright inappropriate.
Michael had heard the old stories of vampires who turned women for their own pleasure, and he'd always rejected the thought. To his mind, a maker was equivalent to a father figure, or at the very least, an older sibling of sorts, making what had happened downright wrong.
He was an admirer of the female form, sure, but he wasn't und
