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That’s all the shifter needs to hear. He growls, the sound not wholly human, and presses me back against my front door as his mouth devours mine all over again.

Somewhere in that kiss, I discover Kane doesn’t taste like I expect him to, nor does his mouth move like I think it will. Each deviation throws me off.

Clearly, this is me trying to sabotage myself because it can’t handle something too good to be true actually, legitimately happening to me.

Right in the middle of the kiss, I start laughing because something too good to be true is happening to me.

“Tell me the joke,” Kane says, still peppering my laughing lips with kisses.

I shake my head against him. “I’ve liked you for so long. I can’t believe I get to kiss you now.”

In response to that, Kane’s mouth returns to mine, and for a brief minute, I’m lost to it. I still have to ignore the nagging thought that something isn’t quite right, but I push it away easily enough.

The cold nips at me, reminding me that I’m still outside in the middle of coven property when I definitely want to be doing more of this kissing in my warm room and on my cozy bed.

“Wait, wait, wait,” I breathe, placing a hand on Kane’s chest and pushing him away. “I need to open the door.”

Kane is breathing heavily, his eyes on my lips. His tongue runs along his lower lip, and I bite back a groan at the sight.

I fumble behind me, my hand groping for the door handle. It takes two tries, a small spell, and me nearly falling again before I’m able to get it open.

Kane scoops me up then before leading us both inside. He carries me up the flight of stairs to the third story, all while kissing me. It’s only as he heads down the hall toward my room that I break off the kiss.

“How do you know which room is mine?” I say, narrowing my eyes at him.

He laughs at my suspiciousness. “Don’t hex me, Selene,” he says. “I just followed your scent.”

“Oh.”Duh, Selene. Get a freaking grip.

Kane sets me down in front of my door, and this time I manage not to fumble as I unlock it. I’m about to open it when I feel the brush of magic against the back of my neck and my cheek. It moves over me like a caress, trailing over my mouth. The sensation is so real and so oddly sensual that I have to touch my fingers to my lips, goose bumps breaking out across my flesh.

There’s only one person whose power affects me this way.

I am yours forever…

“Selene?”

I blink, remembering myself. I glance up and down the hall, looking for any sign of Memnon. But I don’t see him, and the magic I felt a moment ago is gone like it never existed at all.

I shake my head as I open the door. “Sorry,” I say, “I lost my thoughts there for a moment.”

Kane bends down and brushes his lips against my cheek, and it takes everything in me not to wipe his kiss away.

What is wrong with me?

I hold the door open, stepping away from Kane to put a little distance between us. I draw in a deep breath, trying to sort out my mind.

Kane takes in my place, his nostrils flaring as he breathes in my scent. His eyes touch on the sticky notes that cover my walls and furniture.

My heart races, and I feel vulnerable all over again. People always think they’re going to like the weird, quirky girl, but legitimate weirdness isn’t always cute and quirky. It’s often just…off-putting.

“Nice room,” Kane says, and I think he’s being sincere. I know Iwantto believe it.

I step inside as well, closing the door behind me.

“Um, there’s something you should know about me,” I say.

“What?” he says, turning to meet my eyes.