Lover or sister?
Sister or lover?
Can I live with myself if I condemn my little sister to the vampire life?She doesn’t even carry the blood gene.
Falling.
Still falling...
I love Victor Rogan.I can’t deny it.He says I’m his mate, but does he love me?He’s never said it.
I never wanted to bethatwoman—the woman who needs to hear those three damned words.That’s not me.That’s not Hannah Bates.
When did I stop being Hannah Bates and start being Rogan’s woman?
Rogan’s mate?
So much I still don’t know.He says he killed those vamps to protect me—only he didn’t know me at the time.He knew only that they threatenedhis mate, and at that time, he didn’t know I was his mate.
I was his mate.
Isn’t it bizarre that he’s the first alpha wolf to claim a non-lycan mate?And isn’t it also bizarre that only a small percentage of wolves still claim mates?And Victor Rogan just happened to claim me, the heiress to the vampire throne?
And now...we’re going to war with the wolves.
No.
No, no, no.
I’m in love with him.But...
Damn.
This can’t be happening.
“Hannah...”
My father’s voice.
I open my eyes and stare into his—into his eyes that are so like mine.I’m him in female form—dark hair, dark eyes.I look nothing like my mother and sister.
“How, Dad?How could Larissa take my place?She doesn’t have the gene.”
“She doesn’t need the gene.She carries my blood.She’s my younger daughter, second in line to the vampire throne.”
“But...without the gene, she can’t use mind control, she doesn’t crave blood.”
“That could be a strength.”
“Yes, in that she’s not driven by it, but she also won’t have the strength it gives us.”
“Hannah,” he says, “none of this has to happen, because you can still change your mind.”
Part of me already has changed my mind.I had no choice but to be thrust into this life.My genes gave me no choice.But Larissa...She can escape this altogether.
And I have to make sure she does.I can’t condemn her to this.
“Do you still want to know how to renounce your ties to me?”he asks.