Batsheva immediately demanded a recess of her own and, through another heaving sigh, Margaret granted it.

I wasn't alone in my chambers long before company rushed in to ask me if I'd been knocked from my rocker.

"You can't do this." Sebastian swept into the room, sweeping toward me, hands out. He gripped my shoulders, shook me ever so slightly, though the pressure of his hold told me just how agitated he was. He was nearing vampire strength, not ...