Only with you, did your love for the living overpower your hatred for what I did to you.”
‘That was a test? “No! XXX Maybe they were the true beginnings of the vampire legends she encountered after she’d fled north from Rome and its bloody coliseum. “You hated me enough to kill me, but when you had a real opportunity, you simply wished me away, instead. He radiated some level of remorse. You don’t belong here! I’m going home!”
Béla imagined her cabin in the mountains materializing around her, then she was there. I was strapped inside, trapped.”
“The Praetor told me that I couldn’t survive outside,” Melinda told her new friend. ‘The Praetor lied!’ Béla thought joyously to herself. “You don’t want to attract the Praetor’s attention.”
“I remember now,” Melinda replied, awed at what was happening.
