“Nature,” I grit out again.
“Nature for him, maybe. Not for you. But as you say, no one can control nature. It controls you. Consider this. You’re controlled by nature. Nature has led you to Rogan. But the laws of nature also tell us that what controls us can also be controlled.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“You’ll find out soon enough.”
No!I shake my head to clear it.
I can’t allow Richard Tomlinson to fuck with my head.Iwon’tallow it!
“Tell me,” I gasp out.“Tell me who cut out those damned hearts!”
Rogan advances on me.“Are you sure you want to know?”
“Ihaveto know.”
“Hannah,” he says, his voice gentler than I’ve ever heard it, “youdid.”
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Clouds descend on me, and I’m swirling.
Is this a tornado?In a bunker?
What’s happening to me?A kaleidoscope of darkness.Of evil.Of vile malice.
Hannah, you did.
Hannah, you did.
Hannah, you did.
No.No.No.
No!
I would never...
I would never harm another person.Never defile a corpse.
Not ever!
I’m stronger than this.I’m stronger than this.I’m stronger than this.
I draw on the wolf blood flowing through me.I draw on my love for Rogan, my love for my mother and Larissa.
I draw on the vampire strength from my father’s genes.
And I force the invisible tornado away.
Rogan stands before me, still naked, his beautiful eyes forlorn.
“Hannah...”
“No,” I say.“You’re wrong.I would never harm anyone!”
“I know that, and so does everyone else who knows you.”