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“Come for me, Jane.” His voice is low and commanding, and I can’t resist.

I let myself go, crying out as I give into the pleasure. My muscles clench around his cock, shockwaves tensing my entire body.

Sam groans my name, rutting into me. His cock twitches, filling me with his essence and spilling over his shaft.

He’s still thrusting as a blade materializes between his fingers.

Oh.

His eyes dart over my face, looking for an answer to his unspoken question.

It’s time.

I nod, accepting my fate.

The blade slides along the curve of my breast, and as the blood flows, Sam drops his head. He laps at my skin, sucking the wound. I’m expecting his teeth, hoping for them.

Francis said the bite would make the process less painful. Maybe Samuel doesn’t think I want to feel the effects of his venom again, but I wouldn’t mind the high if it saved me from whatever suffering happens next.

But his fangs never touch my skin. Samuel raises his head and swipes his thumb over my wound. “I’ll get you a bandage in a moment,” he whispers, his eyes glowing red.

“What? But,” I shake my head, sitting up on my elbows. “You haven’t taken enough. Francis said you need to take a lot of my blood before giving me yours. A transfusion.”

Samuel’s jaw clenches. “He said what?”

The atmosphere in the room suddenly changes, becoming tense and still. He stiffens, his eyes flashing an intense shade.

Is hemadat me?

I’ve been his perfect little captive, going along with his every word, never questioning his motives. And nowhe’sangry?

I straighten my back and scowl at him, mimicking his energy. “Are you going to change me or not, Samuel? Because whether it be tomorrow or seventy years from now, I will die, and what we’ve shared will mean nothing.”

He leans forward, gripping my chin between his fingers. “I’ll never turn you, Jane. Tonight was about showing you how important your humanity is. Not about destroying it.”

I narrow my eyes. “You’d sacrifice my life instead, then? Leave me to the fate of some vampiric killers’ fangs?”

“What?” he scowls. “No.”

I rise to my feet. I can’t stand another second in this cabin, where Sam’s scent is as strong as our recent lovemaking. The mood is tense and oppressive, as if I’m being smothered.

I grab his long black coat from the hanger, wrapping it around myself. “I need some air.”

Sam takes a step backward, shaking his head in astonishment. “You can’t leave.”

My body turns rigid. “Yes, I can.” Our eyes connect, and I let every ounce of my fury burn through the stare. “I’m getting air. If you come after me, I’ll go find your brothers and make them drive me to the city.”

His eyes turn to slits. “They wouldn’t dare.”

“I guess we’ll find out, won’t we?” And then I turn, storming out of the cabin and letting the door slam shut behind me.

I rush down the stairs, my bare feet slapping against the smooth, stained wood.Asshole. A flood of obscenities filter through my mind as I stalk across the lawn.

By the time I reach the deer trail leading to the spring, my mood turns somber. I slow my steps, clutching the jacket,hisjacket, tighter around my waist.

Samuel doesn’t care about our love if it means I’ll stay human. He doesn’t care if I die, as long as I bleed for him until then.

My feet make crunching noises against the dead leaves, and I regret not having remembered to bring my phone for a flashlight. Fortunately, the moon is full, so I manage to stumble my way through the brush until I reach the glowing spring.

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