Creature of the night. Great now Kendra was certain to never see him again. He was positive that Sister Mary would tell her all of his flaws and the nature of them. Now there was no way that he was going to be able to make good on his promise to revenge the wrongs that had befallen her.
“Damn it!” His fingers tightened into balls, his already pale complexion to lighten even further. The set of his jaw caused his cheeks to sink in slightly. In over four hundred years he had not been this angry, had not wanted to kill so completely so savagely.
He’d known this woman mere hours and she was driving him to do things he had vowed to never do again. It was this vow that allowed him the ability to request asylum for Kendra, and now he was willing to undo all he had fought for, all that he currently knew. All for her. Forever for her.
