Page 87 of Crave Me

Because it had already been clear to me that our souls were forever tied after I’d felt her dying.

Whatever laws or magical rules that I used to live by had changed with Nyx’s arrival. Perhaps even because of it.

I’d felt her enter our realm, that subtle shift a catalyst that had prompted me into taking the bounty to find her. I might not have hunted her myself, but my House had.

And while Slater might have been the one to locate her whereabouts, I’d been the one to ensnare her.

Or, more accurately, she’d ensnared me.

Now… now we’d ensnared each other.

I pressed a kiss to her forehead, my lips curling at her citrusy taste. Her blood possessed a similar flavor, the sweetness holding a bite to it that was all Nyx.

Powerful. Beautiful. Independent.

A born leader. The question became—could we lead Gold and Garnet together? Or would we be forced to flee?

I pondered that query while I held Nyx, my gaze flitting between her and the moon outside my open balcony windows.

It was freezing outside, but I didn’t feel it, my body hot from Nyx’s touch. I fully intended to fuck her again as soon as she woke up.

Or perhaps I’d eat her for breakfast first.

While her blood resembled an intoxicating mix of zesty power and refreshing citrus, her arousal was pure decadence. Like the finest wine, aged to perfection.

I could indulge in her all day, every day, for the rest of my life and never tire of her flavor.

Which I supposed was a good thing, as it did seem we would be tied to one another for eternity.

Assuming no one shoots her again,I thought, frowning.

I shifted my wrist to check my watch, searching for any updates that had come in throughout the last few hours.

Nothing. My eyes narrowed.That can’t be right.

Nyx nuzzled into my chest and released a content sound before sliding her leg over my thigh. She was still very much asleep and using one of my arms as her pillow. Fortunately, it was the arm I did not need.

With a slight rotation of my wrist, I pulled up a dark screen—the magic automatically put it in night mode—to send Kaspian a message.Have they found the bullet yet?

I kissed Nyx’s head again while I waited for a response.

It didn’t buzz my wrist, the watch aware of the late hour. Not that it mattered—I often stayed up all night to work. I was a vampire. The night was easier on my senses.

Although, the sun hadn’t bothered me as much lately. I hadn’t even needed sunglasses the other day.

A result of Nyx’s powers mingling with mine?I wondered.

That would also explain why I’d only desired blood a few days this week. I wasn’t even sure I’d required as much as I’d imbibed. But I’d chalked it up to my evenings of playing with Nyx.

Now I understood that it had been related to her, just not in the way I’d originally thought. Because her blood had been doing a lot more than just satisfying my hunger.

I checked my screen to see if Kaspian had replied and scowled at his single-word reply of,Yes.

And?I demanded via text and a mental note into his mind.

We should talk,was his response on the screen.I’m in your office, but I can come up to you, if you prefer.

You’re in my office?I said to him mentally, surprised.