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Nodding, she licked her lips and sat up. As much as she could, anyway. Torr wouldn’t let her pull away from him.

Wiping away the wetness from his cheeks, she smiled at his tender expression.

“You were scared.”

He didn’t need to answer.

“How long was I—”

“Who fucking knows? But it was the longest few minutes of my life.”

Exhaling, he reached down to the seat and picked up a small container.

“Nine Herbs Charm,” she murmured, her fingers going straight to her neck. The balm was still there.

“Holy shit, Torr. Am I really—”

“A vampire.”

He smiled for the first time since it had happened.

“My vampire princess.”

She laughed and then realized something. “I don’t really feel any different.”

“You will. Like a Cheld first arousing, the changes will happen slowly at first.”

“I know you said that, but I really thought—”

“You thought I was lying?” He smiled.

“Well, no. I just . . . it was hard to imagine I’d wake up and feel . . . normal.”

Maybe not normal precisely.

“Come here.”

He held her against his chest for Lord knew how long as the party raged on inside Stage West.

Torr had said he planned to make her turning a memorable one. And he’d certainly made good on that promise.