Cyrus looked straight into her eyes and she returned his stare coldly. "You're the first," He said honestly and Reanne almost believed him but then she remembered that his kind frequently lied and she became cold once again. "I love you..." She composed herself, wiping her lips, and said frigidly, "Love was never part of our deal Cyrus." He said nothing as he gazed at her infuriated eyes in dismay. He'd murdered any thoughts she might have of his being different from Khafre and he knew it. "And it never will. Take me back to the mansion Cyrus--it's over. Your little game with me is over "
Cold and dangerous--that's how Reanne saw these beautiful creatures of the night. After her mother's murder in the hands of the vampire she'd fallen in love with, Reanne swore not to repeat the mistake of her mother--to never love vampiric kind. But how long will she be able to keep that vow?