ABBY VALIANT
"You know why." Abby sat on the couch and tugged off her socks. She couldn't stop shivering. Not all of it had to do with being cold.
How could she get Reese to leave?
How could she make him stop looking as though he couldn't decide whether to hug her or strangle her?
He took off his coat and draped it over the couch with a casualness that belied the fury in his eyes.
Well, what had she expected? He wasn't going to thank her for leaving him, even if it was to save him and to make sure his line survived intact.
He glared at her, arms crossed. He was probably counting all the reasons why he shouldn't kill her himself. But she knew his anger was rooted in his fear, his love.
"I must honor my pact with the Hunter. I'd prefer it if you weren't here."
"Too bad. I won't live without you, Abby." He strode to her and yanked her up by the arms. "You're everything to me," he said through gritted teeth. "You are more valuable than my blood line. More than my own life."
