“What—where did they go?” I blurted, ignoring the headmistress entirely.
“Yes, well,” the woman said coolly, “Raven can explain his abilities later. I must speak with you alone.”
Alone?
Absolutely not.
I met Raven’s eyes.
He softened.
Just a fraction.
“Will you come back?” I asked quietly.
Vulnerable.
Maybe foolish.
He leaned down and pressed his lips to my forehead.
Warm.
Possessive.
Unyielding.
“Nothing can keep me away from you now, Unnasta.”
The promise settled deep inside my chest.
Like a rune carved into bone.
He blurred from the room.
Gone.
And suddenly—the hunger shifted again.
It didn’t disappear.
It stretched.
Pulled.
Like a cord tightening through space.
He wasn’t in the room.
But he wasn’t gone.
The connection remained.
I licked my lips slowly.
Chocolate.
Wine.
