Page 46 of Treasured

“Luna,” he growled my name in that way that made my core tighten.

I breathed. “Bite me.”

He did.

As one, we bit.

As one, we drank.

And as one, we kept each other alive. Unfettered power ran through my veins, my shadows sang and danced, and strength flourished within me.

A rightness filled me, along with his blood.

Sebastian was mine, and I was his. He fit me perfectly, complementing me in ways I had never known possible.

We were two halves of the same whole.

Eventually, his hands slid down to my hips, and he released me. I withdrew my fangs, and his neck healed itself.

“Are you ready?” he asked, his grip on me firm as he held me steady.

“More than ready.” Deep in my soul, I knew this was our destiny. Perhaps it had been outlined by the gods long before either of us had been born. The hands of fate were at play in both our lives. No other vampires could walk in the sun as I could. No others cried tears of blood. And Sebastian was powerful. Doubly blessed with wings and shadows. Strong in every sense of the word.

How long had the prophecy existed? How many others had stumbled across it over the years and were waiting for us?

I’d look into it… later.

Sebastian lifted me from his lap, stealing a kiss as we stood. Power pulsed through me as I took a step back. Wisps of shadows unfurled from his palms, adding to the murky, midnight blackness. Between the spread wings and his shadowy outline, it was as though he was carved from the night itself.

He was a warrior in every way, this vampire of mine.

And I loved him.

A Goddess of the Night

SEBASTIAN

Would there ever be a day when Luna didn’t surprise me? Every time I thought I understood her and could predict what she would do next, she proved me wrong. Watching her work in the laboratory with the witch the past few nights had been eye-opening.

Seeing Luna in her element, working on solving a problem, was everything I had ever thought it would be. She was intelligent, persistent, and stubborn.

I couldn’t be prouder of her.

And now, she wanted to practice soul sharing.

A part of me—a rather large one—wasn’t a fan of the idea. Though this had saved our lives, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of trepidation when it came to using the Tether. It was old magic, and so many unknowns came with it.

But I would do anything for Luna, including this.

My wings stretched out, brushing against leaves covered in inky spots. My shadows did not echo my trepidation. They pulsed eagerly, pleased by this turn of events.

Luna moved gracefully to the other side of the clearing, standing about ten feet away from me, and released her wings. She was a goddess of the night in this moonlit clearing.

“Ready?” she asked.

In reply, I summoned a shadow to curl around her. A laugh burst from her lips, the sound bright and vibrant and reminiscent of spring flowers blooming. My body tightened at the sound, and I groaned.

Gods, I loved her.

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