As Kendric grips me by my waist, I’m not sure what’s going on. He still hasn’t responded, and it’s been several minutes since I asked him what is going on. For him to look so shaken up, I don’t know what that dhampir has done.

He inhales a deep breath, his chest pushing against my bare legs. “You don’t understand.”

“Of course, I don’t understand. Not when you aren’t speaking to me. You have to tell me what went on back then. Why did he call you his master’s mad ...