“Hopefully we can resolve this without any of the people you love, yourself included, dying.” “I don’t love any—” Xander snapped his teeth so quickly he caught his tongue, biting down and grunting with the pain. Blood tainted his mouth, but it was followed by the taste of Evangeline, her lips, her body, and then he could see her in his mind’s eye and knew he would annihilate everything in her name, himself included. “Oh, fuck.” The priest flipped over the page he was reading. “I’m going to pretend the demon made you say that.”
