Mmm. O Positive, My Favorite.

Rose And Dimitri Moved Almost As One Entity, Like A Matched Pair Of Wolfes Or Lions, Both Wary And Deadly As They Studied Their Surroundings, Taking No Detail Or Person For Granted.

Honor, I Thought. For Real: The Guardians Should Have Taught It. Because I Hadn't Learned It.

Not At All. I'm Saying There's A Fire In You That Drives Everything You Do, That Makes You Need To Better The World And Those You Love. To Stand Up For Those You Can't. It's One Of The Wonderful Things About You.'' ''only One, Huh?'' I Spoke Lightly, But His Words Had Thrilled Me. He'd Meant What He Said About Thinking Those Were Wonderful Traits, And Feeling His Pride In Me Meant More Than Anything Just Then.

My Captivity With Dimitri. The Way His Mouth—so, So Warm, Despite His Cold Skin—had Kissed Mine. The Feel Of His Fangs Pressing Into My Neck And The Sweet Bliss That Followed... He Looked Exactly The Same Too, With That Chalky White Pallor And Red-ringed Eyes That So Conflicted With The Soft, Chin-length Brown Hair And Otherwise Gorgeous Lines Of His Face. He Even Had A Leather Duster On.

I'd Accepted A While Ago That There Were Too Many Reasons For Me To Even Think About Him Romantically Anymore. Every Once In A While, I Slipped A Little And Kind Of Wished He Would Too. It'd Have Been Nice To Know That He Still Wanted Me, That I Still Drove Him Crazy. Studying Him Now, I Realized He Might Not Ever Slip Because I Didn't Drive Him Crazy Anymore. It Was A Depressing Thought.