Chapter 19 The Truth Of The Bond

• Mira did not sleep that night, even after the last embers in the hearth had died, even after Cassian had swept the vampire’s body from the manor and returned, silent and brooding, she could not shut her eyes. Her skin burned with leftover terror and the ghost of his touch. Every time she closed her lids, she saw the flash of fangs, the crimson blur, and then Cassian in her dark, beautiful nightmare, snapping the intruder’s neck with a savagery that both horrified and thrilled her.
• But beneath it all, one thing refused to leave her.
• The way he had looked at her when it was over.