Chapter 81

• I taste her blood. It’s delicious, like velvet silk and I drain her, my body thrumming with desire. I’ve never experienced such headiness, such thrill, and I feel myself pressing further against her, my teeth plunging into her, sucking desperately at her. I can feel myself beginning to lose control even as her body slips against me. I want more. So much more. My body is beginning to feel reenergized, and I suck harder, listening to the sounds of her whimpers. Every nerve in my body feels as though it’s on fire. I hear her in the background and then I hear his voice. The King’s. The one who has made me like this.
• “You’re going to kill her.”
• Kill her. My mate. If I continued, she would die. I could feel every inch of me begin to struggle, my mind beginning to focus as I swiftly withdrew my fangs from the nape of her neck. She slips, falling to the ground unconscious and I stare stricken, unable to believe my eyes. I had done that. I had weakened her to the extent she was now in a deep sleep. Unbidden my arms had reached for her, and I had raced her to the hospital wing, a pang in my chest and guilt overwhelming me.