From Inside the Grey House:
“Would endless death be such a terrible thing?” His hand was caressing her jaw line, then traveled down to her neck.
She looked into his frank blue eyes, thinking about what she thought as she lay bleeding on the floor of his club. “What happens wh-if you change me?”
Vincent tensed. She had almost uttered the right word. He leaned in to breathe on her neck and caress the soft skin with his lips, wanting to feel her vein pulsing with life. “Say it correctly, Natalia. Say what you really mean. I won’t change you until you ask me, so use the words you wish to use.”
Cat Stark 