Claire barely understood what Laura was saying, but she couldn't look away from Laura's ice blue eyes, her thin pale lips, her short and twisted hair, her beautiful smile, her cruel smile, her wicked smile.
"You want me to show you."
A warmth spread around Claire, like the warmth of her dream, the warmth on her fingers and then the warmth on her neck. She felt her body go numb and fuzzy.
Claire nodded.
"Say it."
"I want you to show me your darkness," whispered Claire. She knew it was true. The worst part of the dream each night was when she closed her eyes. She never saw what the dark goddess did to her. She wanted her eyes open now. She wanted to see for herself. She wanted to look at Laura up close as she bit her.
