“It was a joke.” She whispered to him as her somber dark eyes were trapped by the hellfire in his eyes. “He meant no harm.” This time, she thought. This time he meant no harm but Tristan was a very great threat. Tommy would have every reason to want to rid the world of his presence. After all he had found a way to tear Selene away from a relationship six hundred years in the making. Held in his hands she trembled.

“I took off Catherine’s necklace for you, it kept me safe from their manipulations and I took it off. Do you not see that I do trust you, I draw strength from having you beside me…I never would have taken it off if I didn’t.”

She would not use him to fight her fights. The very idea of it made her eyes fill with shame. That was not why she was with him; she had no use for his power. All Selene wanted from Tommy was his love. Her head dropped and she took a deep breath. “You want a name, fine, Tristan Gray. Go on then. Go….use your power…give into rage…kill him.”

She took a step back breaking the contact between them. Now it was her turn to be angry.

“Or trust me, have faith in me, that is the power I need.” Selene shot him a look that was filled with hurt and anger before storming off to their bedroom. She did not have the heart to tell him to just leave her alone, so she did what she always does. She just walked away.