Lord of the Abyss & Desert Warrior
“When he did walk in, he went straight to the dungeons, his power rolling heavy and potent through the hallways. It seemed it took an eternity for him to return; she busied herself setting everything out on the table and lighting the candles.
Her hands trembled. “Stop it, Liliana. It’s only going to be a kiss…maybe a little more.”
Hard boot steps on stone. The slam of a door. The opening of the one to the great hall and more footsteps much closer now. Used to the way he crowded her, she turned from the table, bracing her back against it. But he wasn’t behind her. He stood several feet away, his entire body encased in black, razor-sharp points arcing over his nails.
Her stomach fell. “What’s wrong?” His face…she’d never seen it that way—so closed and distant and without emotion.
“The hunt was long. I need to bathe.” Turning on his heel with those cold words, he left the great hall that she’d emptied of all inhabitants, including the ghostly ones, in anticipation of this night.
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