Page 84 of The Vampire’s Embrace

If I kissed him…

“Paris,” he breathed, his breath slipping into my mouth.

If I kissed him…

It would be wonderful. It would heal my soul, set me free. Send every fear, every doubt, every slice of pining for others off into the sunset.

Because he is the sunrise, the sunset, the⁠—

I noticed golden coils of light around me and felt a sense of wrongness in my bones. That voice popped off again, too far away for me to hear, but also familiar.

Caer? What now? Couldn’t she see I was about to snog a yummy alpha wolf? Ugh. She picked her moments. Worse timing ever.

Declan’s lips inched closer and the wrongness went away.

Here we go. Here we go. Here we go.

Declan Carne, huh? What would become of us after the drama? A proper couple, me the alpha werewolf’s partner? What was the title for that?

Whatever. We’d be living in the Wolf Domain in some fancy house. Happy. Loving. Horny as fuck.

Ha ha! I’d climb him like a tree, a mountain, and a skyscraper.

No…

Did he have a fancy house? It would be awesome if he did, especially if it sat in a forest or on the edge of one.

Sign me up. Although I’d lived amongst concrete and bricks and steel since forever, I craved forest living. I’d been born in Elmwhisper Woods, and it was my dream to live a foresty life one day.

With Declan. Ah, that would be nice.

“You’re incredible,” he whispered against my lips.

I went onto tiptoes, so ready for this. If he wanted to, he could also throw me down on that table and pound me into next week. Fuck every trouble away into the ether, make me feel so good. Seal the deal beyond a kiss.

Declan. Declan. Declan.

A house. A forest. A racing heart, desires on fire. Every time I blinked, I saw him. Every time I hurt, I wanted him to be there like he recently had been.

My constant.

My wolf, about to plant those lips on me.

Constant wolf? No. That’s wrong.

The wrongness returned like a vicious wave, washing away the giddy haze of Declan.

Not him.

Not constant.

Only one.