I knew nothing, but one lives in hope. Try for some kind of leverage in the ongoing game of one-upmanship that Bert and I had played for years. Fed on that warm, living power, fed on the sensation of being deeper inside Micah's body than I'd ever been inside any man's before. There had been two of them, and both had broken council law and had to be assassinated.
Then he grinned flashing fangs, the sign of a new vamp. And with that he couldn't help himself. That desire to chase and feed; I thought that was all of it. It will take us weeks, or months, to decipher what is true power and what is simply all of us coming to terms with ourselves.
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