I wish you’d never come home. Serenity glanced at Sebastian’s stony face. She put out a hand and rubbed his arm, wanting to ease the sting of their daughter’s words, but he jerked away. “It’s okay,” he said. “I realize she’s just angry. She must have a lot of conflicting emotions she’s trying to figure out.” Serenity risked a small smile. “She’s a teenager now, right? I guess we need to get used to that kind of thing.” Vincent stepped forward. “I think she has a point, though.” Sebastian’s head snapped in the other vampire’s direction, glaring at him. “It’s no surprise that you’d agree with her wishing I’d never come back.” Vincent scowled back. “I wasn’t talking about her not wanting you to come home. I meant that I agree with her not wanting to go and see an elder vampire. Too many years walking this earth tends to make elder vampires insane with power.”
