Something in Yasmeen's chest snapped and she loosed a snarl as she unsheathed and fanned her claws. "Back. Off," she growled as Rebekah took the first step. And when she took the second step, Yasmeen lashed out with one hand, clawing at her chest.

In the back of her mind, she knew Rebekah could heal, but even so, she didn't want to kill her. She just wanted her to stop.