*~Hazel's POV~*
"Marcus, stop."
He halted mid-step, his back rigid, fists at his sides. Slowly, he turned, and for the briefest moment his eyes softened..hope flickering there. I crushed it before it could grow.
"Don't misunderstand this," I said sharply. "I haven't forgiven you. Not even close. But you were close to Dahlia. You must know something about her…her tactics, her methods."
He frowned. "I'm not quite sure what you're asking."
I took a step closer, my voice quick and clipped. "We need a way to control the vampires. To gather them in one place. To sacrifice them to nature."
The color drained from his face. "Sacrifice them? Hazel, isn't one of your husbands a vampire? And your babies.."
"They're part vampire," I snapped. "Not fully. They're safe."
He looked at me, searching for some crack in my resolve, but I gave him none. Finally, he shook his head. "Then I don't know. Dahlia never told me that much."
Klaus's snarl cut the air. "I told you this man is worthless."
