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While I felt out the situation.
It would give me some clarity and freedom to think as well.
“Okay,” she said, having read the chaos in my mind. “Take me back to the dorms. I’ll wait there for further instruction from you.”
The trust in her voice matched the faith in her eyes.
And just for a second, it gave me pause.
It made me realize how intertwined we’d become. How it wasn’t just me who felt addicted to her, but that she was just as enthralled by me. Perhaps even more so, given her innocence and impressionable age.
I wanted to live up to the hope blossoming in her mind.
I wanted to be the hero she expected me to be.
Not the villain. Not the monster. But her white fucking knight.
However, this world didn’t allow for those types of fairy tales to exist anymore.
I wanted to give her the happy ending she deserved.
I just wasn’t sure I could.
So I kissed her instead and allowed all my dreams to whisper across her tongue, a silent vow of desire and fantasy wrapped up in a forbidden embrace.
If I could save her, I would.
But I wouldn’t promise her anything else.
Because I refused to lie.
Not to her. Never to her.
My Lily.
My renewed life.
My future.
Chapter 36
Cedric
ReturningLily to the university felt final in a way that made my skin crawl.
Something was about to change.
Silvano. Blood Day. Khalid.
I couldn’t define the cause for this black sensation, but I’d been alive long enough to know better than to ignore my instincts.
Lily’s room hadn’t changed.
Her bed was made. Her closet was filled with the student-regulated wardrobe. And the stale air carried a hint of irksome humidity that immediately made her sweat.
But she didn’t ask for my assistance or water or anything at all. She merely stood there and stared up at me with the stars in her eyes.
A dangerous look. One I should chastise. But I couldn’t. Not when that look made me feel heroic, almost as though I wasn’t a monster or a violent creature of the night.
