"Yes," he nodded. "I do believe I trust her, with myself. Still it is hard, when they have so much history." He sighed, at that moment his phone beeped on him. He hated his new technology sometimes. Taking it out of his pocket, he excused himself to look at the screen, noticing it was on his Journal app. He frowned and opened it.
He read the entry over once, then twice, but he didn't make it to the third time as he jumped out of his chair, gripping the phone so tight the screen started to splinter. He couldn't believe she had gone behind his back to see that man, after everything.....He could feel the burning in his head as his teeth started to extent, his eyes changing. He was going to kill Lucius. He was going to drain the man of his blood and rip him to shreds. He was going to lock Buffy in her room and never let her out he was...