"Because," she said, "I think I just made the worst mistake of my life."
Caspian lowered his mouth to the curve of her throat—not biting, not yet. Just breathing her in. "You smell like storm clouds and wild mint," he murmured against her skin. "I am going to ruin you, Lyra Vance. Not because I am cruel. But because I have waited three hundred years for a mate, and I did not expect her to be made of fire." alpha nocturnes contracted mate ebook
"Do it," she whispered.
Her new chambers were lavish. A four-poster bed draped in charcoal velvet. A fireplace already roaring. And in the corner, a crimson chaise lounge that looked suspiciously like it was designed for fainting. "Because," she said, "I think I just made
"You can't. The blood seal already binds you. The collar just makes it... official." He picked it up, the chain glittering in the firelight. "May I?" "I am going to ruin you, Lyra Vance
Lyra crossed her arms. "Vampires don't eat."
Her wolf whimpered. A contracted mate was worse than a slave. It was a magical tether that overrode her instincts, forcing her to submit to his presence, his touch, his bite.