Chapter 184 Sworn to the Dying Flame

Zarek Noctravan:

I advanced on her, encircling her with my arms, and she let the sheet fall, wrapping me with her long legs. Her hair, smelling of heat, framed my face when she kissed me, biting my lower lip, sinking her fangs in until she drew my blood.

I carried her to the bedroom, reeking w...

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