Page 16 of Trickery

She kissed him back, all soft and submissive. He loved it. Loved her.

The thought, the horror of it, trickled through him.

He’d sworn he’d never fall for a witch. Never ever mate. And he’d never wanted to.

Until now.

The trouble was, Willow wasn’t destined to be his mate. His father had been adamant on that point. He’d forbidden Damien to approach her. To tempt her. To seduce her.

Naturally, Damien had.

He’d begun plotting his trap that very day.

Now, it appeared, he was the one who was trapped.

What she did to him, how she made him want her, was incredible. And the deeper he sank, the more mired he became in the thick swamp of her allure.

Ah, but that wasn’t the worst of it.

No. The worst of it was the knowledge that she was destined for another man. Another warlock. And when that man claimed her, Damien would have no choice but to give her up.

So she wasn’t going to the Circle.

He would keep her here. With him.

No matter what it took.

He could sense her mentor, Skylar, calling to her, searching for her, out there in the world. Could feel Midea’s frantic attempts to find her. But they wouldn’t. He strengthened his defenses, strengthened his resolve.

They would not find her.

He wasn’t finished with her yet.