"Just a phone call," Isolde say as she exhaled. " A mother f*****g phone call. and I fell completely apart." She was angry with herself. Isolde knew better than to show weakness in front of a vampire. Weakness was almost as tempting as blood.<br/><br/>At his quizzical look she said," It started out sounding like a prank call but then I realized it was linked to the dead animals and last night's attack. Coupled with last night's nightmare..." she bit her lip. Damn.<br/><br/>"What about that dream?" Malachai asked, staring deep into her eyes, compelling her witih vampire wiles.<br/><br/>She resisted as was within her scope of power.<br/>"If I could I would tell you, but I was instructed in the dream not to, Tell you. Specifically."<br/><br/>When he opened his mouth to protest, Isolde moved closer.<br/><br/>"Trust me. You will learn that I will never do evil to you. But right now, would you hold me?"