moved with effortless speed, weaving through dark alleyways as if he had memor

nted, nearly trippi

e loosened his hold sligh

ilding. The scent of damp concrete and rust filled the air, bu

me around like I'm some-som

g a hand through his dark hair

arms. "Then ex

hing as if he were debating how much

keep you alive." His voice was quiet, but the

owned.

ected now. Your pain, your emotions... I feel them. And if yo

"So what, I'm trapp

etween amusement and frustration. "No

at?" she

ng unreadable. "Until the bond

ned. "And how does

s, his expression unre

own her spine

sper. "If I drink from you willin

ing too fast. This wasn't just some supernatural a

e had a cho

nd risk falling dee

k free before