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What will Elena think? I asked. Yavara gave me a look that made my blood run cold, then she relented a smile. Did you actually think I would kill her? Yavara turned back to Patricia. “You’re a pretty little thing, Patricia,” Yavara said, “If you’re such a fan, you’ll be delighted to know we have room in my kingdom for pretty little things. Would you like to join me?” The vampires’ attention quickly diverted from their prey to the queen and her prospective daughter. “Join you?” Patricia gasped, bending into Yavara’s embrace despite her fear. “Yes Patricia. But you see, Alkandra is a realm of beasts, and you’re just a human. Not that there’s anything wrong with being a human, humans will certainly be welcome to visit and trade, but to be a citizen of Alkandra, you must be a beast. Now, I can think of only one way you can become a citizen of Alkandra.” “You want to make me a vampire?” Patricia asked softly. It was hard to discern if she was terrified or curious. Or hopeful. “Do you want to be my blood-daughter, Princess Patricia?” Yavara touched her brow with the girl’s. “I don’t… I’m not…” “Shh.” Yavara put a finger to Patricia’s lips, “The moment you walked through that door, you were destined to become one of two things: food, or family. I’m offering you the latter.” “But…” “Is death preferable to love?” Yavara asked gently, stroking Patricia’s hair, “For I offer you a mother’s love with a full heart. Do you doubt me?” “No.” Patricia gulped, “But my mother, and my father; what about my family?!” “Look around you, Patricia,” Titus said from the door, “this is your family now.” He gave Yavara a look, and she returned amateur it with an imperceptible nod. No half-measures. Patricia would not be given the same option we were. Yavara returned her gaze to Patricia, and I saw in teen it the same adoration Tiffany had shown to Julia, and Ivanka had shown to Angela. “I have gone through drastic changes in my life.” Yavara brushed Patricia’s bangs Bondage from her face, “In the last week alone, I’ve become two different species, lost my virtue, my country and my family. But my losses are dwarfed by my gains, and the greatest gift has been that of myself. Their muscular, darkly hairy bodies yet inflamed me, especially the shaft I saw still half-pointing toward the near-set moon; but their intense, shining yellow gazes I noted most in the lightening sky. His heart so broad it could hold Ava, Aingeal, Zanyia, Nathalie, and myself in it. She’s cute.” “No, Julius. “Everything is fine, just fine,” I said and turned, hoping to hide my stiffness until Mark left. She quickly pushed the covers back to give herself to him. Making them look like little marsh mellows resting on top of mushroom caps on top of soft ball halves. But the demoness shook her head and smiled. Just how were you planning for us to do that? Manya made no teen change either to her sitting posture or her state of dress. But, her body writhed in a slow-motion manner so at least he knew he hadn’t killed her.. He hadn't known what a joy it is to watch Bondage a pretty girl try on clothes. She kissed me and said I am going to return the favor someday. “In other words, you’re making this up as you go,” Leon sighed. Not just any scent, but his scent and hers, mixed together by the air around them.� It guides her path and teases at a knowledge in her.� Edging her on a journey she's never been but longed to take. Since none of the purses looked alike, I put the jewelry box in first and set the matching purse on top of it. “You're such a disgusting slag,” Brittany said, the English exchange student giving Aurora such a disgusted look. Waiting he knew that more would amateur appear soon.