Elyse tried to hide her feet behind the chair, but it was pointless. “So what if I did?”
“Why would you do that?”
“Why are you here?” she asked again. She didn’t feel like discussing her feet right now.
Saxon sighed and lowered his feet to the floor. “A friend of mine led me here.”
That wasn’t the answer she’d expected. “How? Why?”
He couldn’t tell her about Kadence’s visions; Ronan would kill him if he revealed anything about his mate. However, Elyse looked like she still intended to bash him over the head with the chair. If he were going to learn anything about her, he would have to give her some answers, and he had to keep his distance.
He didn’t usually cater to someone else, but he would never forget the terror in her scream when he touched her shoulder or the stricken look in her eyes. Heneverwanted to make her look like that again.
He could take control of her mind and compel the answers from her, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. From the looks of her, she’d endured enough. She didn’t need him messing with her head on top of it.
Clasping his hands before him, he gestured to the other end of the couch. “Why don’t you sit? I promise I won’t touch you again.”
“I’m okay where I am,” she said.
“That’s your decision.”
“It is.”
He smiled at her; she was a prickly little thing, but he liked it. “A friend of mine led us to this cabin because they felt there was something here we should see.”
“How did they lead you here?”
“I can’t tell you that.”
Elyse bit her bottom lip as she contemplated his words; they weren’t much of an answer. “Who iswe?”
“I came to this town with some of my friends. We split up to search for this cabin.”
“Are they vampires like you?”
“Most of them.”
“What are the others?”
“Hunters.”
“What are hunters?”
“Hunters and vampires are the results of when demons once walked the earth and mated with humans. Hunters are the mortal version of vampires, except they don’t drink blood and they’re not immortal. They live longer than humans and are a lot stronger. For millennia, hunters killed any vampire they came across, but they’ve recently learned to be more discriminating about who they stake.”
“Demons once walked the earth!” she gasped.
“Yes. Averylong time ago.” Saxon started to rise but decided against it. He was probably less intimidating while sitting. “How much do you know about the vampire world?”
“I know you’re all sadistic bastards.”
His mouth quirked in a sad smile. “Not all of us are like the Savages outside.”
“And what’s the difference?”
“We…Idon’t kill innocent people. The vampires out there gave in to their Savage nature and their thirst for blood and death, but I fight that impulse daily.”
“But you could become like one of them?”
