章 147: Control

Caitlin's heart nearly stopped at Kendalf's suggestion. Go to the ground? She shoved hard at Zendedari's immovable chest, caught the picture of the earth opening, accepting them. Buried alive. A scream of alarm caught in her throat. She flung herself off the bed in an attempt to get away.

Zendedari caught both fragile wrists, pinned her to the mattress.

Do not fight me, Caitlin, there is no way to win.

Zendedari struggled to stay in control. Caitlin was trembling, her mind filled with fear of him and what he was, what he represented. The loss of freedom, the horror of being a vampire preying on human victims for sustenance as portrayed in old novels, the terror of ever needing a man the way her mother had - to survive.

"Take her from him," Barry demanded.