I’d heard the tone before. Back when I’d had to put the fear of, well, me, into a vampire named Bianca. We’d sort of been amicable opponents up until that point. Things changed when I’d made her feel helpless. Things had gotten a little complicated. And I’d just repeated history. Only Lara was smarter and stronger and a great deal more dangerous than Bianca had ever thought about being. This was one of those situations where it would maybe be wise to use my words.
