“You contradict yourself.” I stepped back. “How can I trust you?”
“I came here to help you. I’ve already saved your life.”
“Hell was unleashed under this roof, and I wasn’t here to stop it.”
Her gaze burned through me. “Don’t look at me like that. I had nothing to do with this.”
“Convenient though,” I said, “my family dead. You’ve been pursuing me.”
“Watching over you.”
“Stalking me like prey.”
“You’re a hard man to keep track of. I’m here because you’re out of control.”
“No, it’s for something else.”
“You were destined to die young. A free will existence that was faulty from the beginning.”
“You offered no guidance,” I shouted. “No advice.”
“Your stubborn ways?—”
“Your demonic ways.”
She suddenly appeared right in front of me, close enough to touch. “Don’t you dare talk to me like that.”
Her gaze lingered on my lips, and I found myself staring at her mouth. Her scent stirred my desire. My breathing became so heavy, I feared I wouldn’t be able to control myself and act out my carnal urges. I had to force myself not to punish her with a kiss, and I fought the strongest urge to drag her out into the corridor and take her by force.
Her fingertips traced over my lips, as though she dared me to do what I wanted.
“Get out,” I snapped, stepping back.
“I risked everything for you.”
“I don’t want you near me or my son.”
She slapped me and the force of her assault jolted my head back. Jacob looked stunned.
“This thing was done to me,” she said, her voice cold. “No one asked me if I wanted it.”
“I don’t recall a conversation where you asked for my permission.”
“You agreed to this.”
“Half-dead, hanging by a thread!”
“You saidyes.”
“Well, perhaps if I’d known what was actually being asked of me, I wouldn’t have.”
“And what of him?” She pointed to Jacob. “I could have turned you sooner. But I waited, let you have a life.”
“How considerate.”
“You have no idea what I’ve risked in turning you.”
“What are you talking about?”