The kitchen fell silent, but my heartbeat seemed loud enough to make up for it."Why would a vampire want to see me?" I asked Emmett as I hugged myself. It suddenly felt very cold. "Is this about me not choosing Sinclair? I saw them talking about it on TV this morning, saying vampires hold grudges. Is he going to try and get revenge and—""Hey," Emmett interrupted me, walking towards me. He placed his hands on my arms, rubbing them gently. They were warm, unnaturally warm, like he had them over a fire. "No one will bring you harm while I'm here, understand?""But—""No," he said sternly. "I said no one. Believe me."I looked into his silver eyes and willed my shoulders to relax. He looked unaffected by this. So maybe he was right. Maybe nothing would hurt me, yet that didn't answer my questions."I doubt he's here on Sinclair's behalf." A voice spoke behind me. I turned, watching as Rafe stepped into the kitchen. He was now in a
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