Zendedari bent his head to find Caitlin's temple with warmth and tenderness. His arms closed around her, pulled her resisting body in close to his hard frame. "Caitlin, I believe the healer is right in this."
I can't believe you would betray me like this. You're siding with them. Why, Zendedari? You owe me more respect than this. Because without you, I am far too dangerous to the world. Because what I feel for you goes far beyond the human emotion of love.
Zendedari tipped her chin up and forced her green eyes to meet his black ones. At once she could feel his will bending hers to do his bidding. She was falling forward into the depths of his eyes. His voice was murmuring in her head, a low command she tried hard to resist.
You will accept what the healer offers.
