"No..." Lucien whispered, his voice cold, he dropped the wooden dagger in his hand "I won't kill you"

Lucien had come to kill you, so why couldn't he? You were a vampire he should kill you no matter what but when he looked at you...he just couldn't, he felt an overwhelming desire to protect you and take you away, lock you up and keep you as his own

"These feelings...I feel the need to protect you- no to take you as mine...please say you'll be mine."