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“Jacks slid an arm underneath her cape and wrapped it around Evangeline's waist, holding her possessively tight as he drawled, 'Stop flashing your fangs. I'm the only one who gets to bite her.' Jacks nipped at Evangeline's ear, cold and sharp. She felt the sting of it everywhere, covering her with gooseflesh, which somehow turned to blush when it reached her cheeks. No matter how many times I bite you, you'll never turn in to what I am, he'd said. And now he was doing it, just to prove that he could. Evangeline started to pull away. Don't. Jacks spread his fingers and tightened his grip on her waist. Humans don't have power here. If he thinks I can't control you, he'll do it, and I guarantee you'll enjoy that even less. You still didn't have to bite me, Evangeline thought. And she would have shaken him off, but she wasn't there to fight with Jacks. She was there because Apollo was dead and she needed to find out who'd killed him. So instead of battling Jacks, she gritted her teeth as he released her waist and took hold of her hand.” — Stephanie Garber