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“I was in pain when I thought I lost her…” She pauses, her face pinching with distress. “I didn’t try to destroy a whole race, though.”

“But you would have if you had the power,” I state.

She stays quiet, and we sit there as the moon rises and the stars begin to shine.

Melvon comes over and kisses my cheek before he reaches down and picks me up. I turn in his embrace and wrap my legs around him as he carries me off.

“I washed in the stream, so I shouldn’t have any blood on me,” he tells me. I nod and lay my head on his chest as he walks us into a small tent just big enough for us both to fit inside.

“I’m worried for this world.”

Melvon doesn’t reply as I reach for him and pull his shirt from his body. I then remove my own, putting my breasts on full display. He pulls me to him until I’m straddling his lap.

“I hope to never be worried for us. You are the only sure thing in my life,” I tell him as I tilt my head, offering him my neck. Melvon kisses it softly before I feel his teeth sink in. He drinks slowly as my body starts to move against him. I get high from the pleasure I give him. His hands wander, tugging at my pants as he pulls the blood from my veins. When he’s had his fill, I shift away, and he licks his lips, his fangs retracting.

“You never have to be worried for us.” He quickly flips me until I’m lying below him. Melvon pulls his hard cock free and pushes my legs open, his finger finding my entrance. “I live for you now.” He kisses the top of my pussy before he licks between the folds. His tongue slides up and down, circling my wetness before he stops, and I feel his fangs enter my upper thigh. At the same time, he slides two fingers inside and begins to pleasure me endlessly.

I reach for him, and he stops tasting me, knowing I need more of him. Licking over the wound, he crawls up my body, and his cock slips between my legs, teasing me.

“You’ll never leave me?” I ask him as he slides inside, our matching moans filling the space around us.

His mouth finds mine. “Never.”

ChapterTwenty-One

TALIA

They say to take a life is a sin.

I have come to realize I am turning more and more into a sinner.

I stand there, a cold smile on my lips, watching as a vampire walks out of its flashy home. The type of home they never deserved but always had. They always thought they were better than us witches.

Why?I’m not really sure.

They aren’t more powerful.

They may have strength on their side, sure.

But definitely not power.

No, that sits with us.

It sits with me.

“Should we?” Cinitta nods to the vampire. She isn’t her usual fairy self—she is back to what she was when I first met her. Fire engulfs her scale-covered body, making her stronger this way.

I often wondered how vampires became the more dominant species, but then I remember the Angels… and Veronica. That all seems like so long ago now.

“Talia.” I turn to Bronik. “What are you doing?” he asks.

“Fancy seeing you here. It’s been a long time.”

“Talia, why are you here?”

I reach for my power. When I feel it, I smile as I fling it at him, sticking him to where he stands. His mouth opens wide in shock, but words don’t leave it. The vampire that was on his way to probably kill us pauses when he sees the Angel. He takes one look at me and is gone, back into his fancy house.

“See what you did? You scared my fun away.” I pout at Bronik, shaking my head. “That’s not really nice of you now, is it?” I wave my hand and unfreeze him.

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