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Page 114 of Obsessed in Blood

“Then we’ll leave for San Francisco in the morning. We can get you an emergency travel passport.”

“We’re going to Spain?”

“It seems Aramburu is reaching out. It would be a shame to disappoint.”

And then he rolled me over. His knee moved between my legs as his kiss invaded my senses. I didn’t know what going to war meant in this time period. And I’d be foolish to think it would end without casualties.

Possibly my own.

What Devon didn’t mention this evening, because he couldn’t, was where Colantha stood. But we both knew. She was tired of hiding. She would want equal representation on this new Council that Devon and Remus envisioned.

Remus accepted her. Would Devon’s allies?

That was a question for another day. For now, I ran my fingers through Devon’s hair as he trailed his fangs down my neck. And when his fangs slid into the tender skin at the base of my throat, I almost wept for joy. He trusted me.

Fortune favored the bold.