“I wouldn’t have,” Dorian cries out, welts showing up on every piece of skin visible. “I was just scaring her! It was just the bloodlust and maddening spirits of sin from Pandora’s Box that time. I swear I wouldn’t have done it, Damien!” Ice forms on the floor beneath me, and Vance grabs my arm and Emit’s dragging us back down to our seats. I was just scaring her…
