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“I know an excuse when I hear one. Don’t you dare deceive yourself into believing that you’re the victim, Sofia Claremont.”
She was the most beautiful to behold—not because her appearance drew me in above and beyond the others. No. She was beautiful because, at a time when she had every right to be terrified, she managed to show comfort to another person who needed it.
If he trusted me enough to not take his life just then, perhaps I should trust him enough to believe that he won’t take mine.
I found myself sitting next to him as he played a tune that took my breath away. In the middle of his performance, it dawned on me that this was exactly the effect Derek Novak had on me; one way or another, he always took my breath away.
With Sofia, it felt like I’d finally found my compass. As long as I had her, I had someone to keep me grounded, someone to direct my way.
To my surprise, he slid his arms around my waist and pulled me against him. He took my arms and draped them over his shoulders, around his neck. He held me and led me in a slow dance. “There’s no music,” I reminded him in a whisper. “In my head, Sofia, there’s always music.” I found the thought amusing. “That must be interesting. It’s like you come with your own background music.” He nodded, smiling down at me. “Exactly.”
“From the moment I got here, all I’ve wanted to do is escape and go back home, but Derek…” She leaned toward me and placed a gentle kiss on my cheek. “You’ve begun to feel like home.”
Dread of what was to come formed deep within me. I sensed Lucas’ resentment and my father’s conflict over his love for Derek and his love for power. I sensed the growing strength of the hunters. But more than anything, I sensed the intensity of emotion Derek held for Sofia. My brother had unknowingly chosen his mate. All that was left now was for her to prove herself worthy of such a place. I’d never felt more unsure of what the future held than I did at that moment. But there was one thing I knew for certain: Blood would be shed.
