They sat in silence, each one waiting for the other to speak. It would be easy, Lilith noted, to just pounce on Willow right now, to take her, to make her a vampire. It wouldn’t take very long, not even ten seconds, to dig her fangs into Willow’s neck to start the process.

And yet, the idea didn’t sit right with her. Even thinking about it was like someone had latched a rusty lock onto her heart. Was it a line she wasn’t brave enough to cross, or a standard she didn’t ...