What have you just got yourself into?
But you’re not left waiting long. You barely have a chance to settle into a gleaming black chaise when the door swings open.
“So we meet again at last,” says a low voice, and you whip back to find yourself staring up into a surprisingly familiar face as the door shuts.
Ahandsomeface.
But not Ziros.
It’s the blond vampire from the rooftop party.
“What do you say,” he asks, taking your jaw in one hand as he smirks, pulling you up to stand in front of him. “Shall we begin?”
You swallow hard, heat rushing to your face.
A part of you isn’tnotinterested, but another part of you somehow feels oddly like you’re cheating, even though you’re doing all this to try to get Ziros back.
And, besides, you can’t exactly back out now.
Not when you’ve already agreed.
Can you?
You’re not even sure you want to.
But as the blond vampire leans in, all you can picture is Ziros’ face.
And for one fleeting moment, you swear you almost hear Ziros’ voice ringing in your head, a low growl that asks,What the hell are you doing, human?
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You shut your eyes, bracing for the worst as the blond vampire leans in, his fangs pressing against the sensitive skin at the base of your neck.
You’re doing this.
You’re really doing this.
You’re going to let someone who very much isn’t Ziros bite you.
And you feel oddly guilty about it, remembering what Malcolm said about a blood bond and all.
But you can’t help it.
You’ve already agreed to it.
The blond vampire surely paid good money to bite you, and it would be rude to back out now.
“Stand,” he commands, and there’s a strange darkness to his voice you don’t remember hearing at his rooftop party.
He seemed…different then, though you can’t place what’s changed.
Every nerve in your body is alert, every muscle tense.
You can barely move, suddenly terrified.
