Mated To Valentine
“You’re something else entirely.”
The words hang in the air, heavy and foreboding.
I swallow hard, my heart pounding. “What does that mean?”
“It means you’re drawing attention,” he says, his tone dropping lower. “And not the good kind. Word’s spreading fast—a vampire who walks in sunlight. Nobody’s taking it kindly.”
The weight of his words presses down on me, leaving me stunned. “Why? What does it matter?”
He hesitates, as if debating how much to tell me, then he shrugs like he remembers he swore to answer all my questions. “Because you’re an anomaly. In our world, anomalies are dangerous. Unpredictable. People fear what they don’t understand.”