She felt a rush of heat as her body was pulled in against his. It was uncontrollable. Angry or not she could not stop the instant reaction she had to being so close to him. Color pooled in her eyes and cheeks as her lips parted to breath out headily against his skin.

"No one has killed me yet." Selene snapped in an almost snotty tone. "It is not so simple. You make it sound so easy." She growled at him her dark eyes beginning to churn with her frustration. "Striking them down would mean fighting a fight I have no hope of winning. I use them, they use me. It is just the way things are."

And she had no idea how to break that cycle. Selene could physically kill each and every one of them. With ease. What she could not defend herself against was the mental intrusion. Hostility against any of them could mean she was turned into a lap dog for her enemies.