Blenda watched as a smile slithered across Kane's lips before he gave her a reply.

"Perhaps." He replied tentatively. "So, what happens if I am?" He asked her, and she gave no reply. She had actually none to give him, other than the fact that he would be an added worry to her lifemate.

But she was puzzled that he did not appear as foul to her as the other vampires she had encountered over the centuries. Was he so good at illusion that even an ancient such as she could not recognize what was foul and wholly evil? His power was very disturbing to her.

His broad shoulders shrugged...