Page 203 of Marked By His Hunger
And yet—not.
Because my hunger had changed.
It was no longer just blood.
It was her.
Her presence.
Her warmth.
Her everything.
“I still can’t believe you are here with me,” I whispered.
Because it was too good to be true, and yet it wasn’t enough.
It would never be enough.
“I don’t want to be anywhere else. But I-I feel like something is going to happen,” she murmured.
My body went still.
Instinct.
Danger.
Fate.
Her magic was growing.
Changing.
And with it—so was mine.
“No matter what happens, I will protect you from harm, Serena. Nothing will keep me from you,” I promised.
The vow sealed itself.
Deep.
Unbreakable.
Her eyes glowed violet.
“Promise?”
“Yes,” I replied without hesitation. “I promise.”
And when she kissed me—I was lost again.
Her mouth opened to mine.
Her body pressed to mine.
And I felt it—the bond between us pulsing with every second that passed.
The hunger.
