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“Mine,” he whispers softly as he pulls back and thrusts in harder, deeper. The black in his eyes slowly starts to recede, and I run my hands up his shoulders to his face before gripping his hair.
“I’m yours,” I concede, ignoring the knot in my stomach for what that might mean.
Chapter 24
ZEE
I’m almost shaking. It’s been so long. Too long.
I’ve suffered without the bite. I’ve starved for blood. I feel like I’m slowly being eaten from the inside out. A man walks by me, and I cringe just thinking about what he’ll have to sacrifice to keep me from killing someone else. I’ve stalked him.
He’s alone. No family. No appreciation for life. Five failed suicide attempts.
I’m desperate.
He rounds the alley corner, and so do I, but there’s suddenly a body in my way, and a hand on my chest.
“You really don’t want to do this,” I growl, but the guy’s face is cloaked in shadows, so I can’t see who he is. He’s not my prey though.
“No,” he drawls, shoving me back. “You really don’t want to do this.”
Just as I start to throw my fist, he slams me against the wall with unnatural strength and locks his arm against my throat.
“Your eyes are showing. You’re walking around town with a beacon of proof we exist. You look hungry, and I can tell you still crave the bite. I’m guessing you have a dead sire and you’ve not been trained. You can’t just fucking walk around and risk exposure th
ough.”
“What are you going to do about it?” I hiss, but my fight dies the second his eyes light up blue.
“Help you learn to control it.” He pushes off from me, and he pulls me away from the wall. “And give you a home.”
He motions to someone over my shoulder, and I hear the roar of an engine.
“Why?”
He looks at me like he’s confused. “Because you don’t want to hurt anyone even though you crave the bite. I recognize the guilt. You’ll fit right in, and you won’t ever have to hurt anyone again.”
It sounds too easy, not to mention too good to be true.
“How?” I ask the stranger who seems intent on helping me for no reason whatsoever.
“Blood banks. We have ties to them. Plenty of donors. As for the bite, it doesn’t have to result in death. Come on. We can talk, and you can drink from the packs.”
I cock my eyebrow skeptically, and he gives me a genuine smile.
“What’s your name?” I ask him, still wary.
Death would be better than the alternative, so even if he wants me dead, there’s still no true risk. I follow him to the car, and he climbs in the back with me as another guy and a girl sit up front.
“My name is Kane,” the stranger tells me.
I jump up in the bed, feeling a foreign ache in the pit of my stomach as I blink rapidly, trying to remember what the hell just happened. Panic seizes me as my mind races to the last memory.
I start to leap out of the bed, when a soft moan sounds from beside me and an arm slides around my waist. My eyes dart to the body next to me, and every muscle in me relaxes when I see her dark hair mixed with red splayed across a pillow.
She’s here. In my bed. With me. And I can now taste something really damn familiar.
How the fucking hell did this happen?
