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She freezes. “That sounds like giving up.”
“I won’t die forever unless someone puts a stake through my heart while I’m out. It will just be temporary. Vampire, remember.”
“Oh.”
“Now, let me find something for your pain.”
She shakes her head. “I’m fine.”
“You’re not.” I try to brush past her to grab for the medicine, but she yanks the gauze off.
“I’m all healed up.”
Now it’s my turn to stare at her wide-eyed. I’m shocked she healed that fast, even with the tunic. I blink again, trying to convince myself I’m imagining things, but her wound is closed and only a small trickle of blood is oozing from the edge that hasn’t fully pulled together yet.
“We should go if Riven is the only one who can help you. I don’t want to have to walk the entire hundred-mile journey if you drop dead on the way back.”
I smirk. “See, I knew you’d come around to saying you liked riding me.”
She rolls her eyes. “I’m not riding on your back with you in that condition.”
“Yes, you are because it’s still the fastest way back, and you’re worried I’ll die on you.”
“Not really,” she retorts.
I open the door, and we both step back outside, silently taking in the carnage I did. I killed them all without a second thought.
“I’m a killer. This is who I am. They didn’t all need to die. Killing one would have been enough to stop the rest.”
She doesn’t say anything.
“Still want that kiss, love?” I ask with melancholy because I already know the answer. If she had any doubts about whether I’m her mate, she just got her answer. She deserves better than a vampire killer.
Chapter 21
Lumi
He’s a killer…he killed Rowena…he killed an entire coven of witches…he’s a killer…a killer…a killer…
The words start strong and then begin to fade in my head as I stare at him.
He’s a killer—yes.
I hate him—yes.
He’s cruel—yes.
A vampire—yes.
And yet I want to kiss him.
I want to feel his lips pressed against mine again for real, not the forced kiss to convince others. I want to know what his kiss would feel like when he’s not holding back at all.
Nyx starts to walk away, not waiting for my answer. He thinks he already knows it because of what I think of him, what the world thinks of him—he’s a killer.
He’s a killer.
I’m naive. I fell in love with a man who now controls my wolf and can’t love me back. And now I want a vampire lord to kiss me. To make me forget who I love.
