A Crown Of Smoke And Ash - Sloane Murphy Page 0,59

by your faction until you were ready to be unleashed on the world. That is not the case now, we know that in time, you will likely be the deadliest of us all, but for now, mon amour, please let us keep you safe.” His words make sense, and maybe if I took Levi up on his offer to have my memories back, I’d be more use. But I also know that memories aren’t enough. I need to train more. In my past lives, I spent my first few years training, not facing more than a few rogues on my own before passing my father’s test of being ready to go out into the world alone.

So much is different this time.

I’m different this time.

So I nod, accepting at last that I am not yet ready, but I swear to myself to take this time while I’m away with Roman, and when I am away with Kain, to train until I am ready. So that when I return, I can be more than the liability I feel like right now.

“Thank you, Remy. It will ease my mind to know that you are with Roman. He will keep you safe among the packs, and anyone foolish to try and attack when they are gathered are just asking for death. I didn’t come here for this though, I wondered, if before you leave, you would like to reconnect our bond. It will make me feel better with you gone, I will be able to sense if you are in danger or hurt. And when the distance isn’t so great, we can communicate through the bond also.”

I kiss him gently, and lean into him. “I’d be honored. What do I need to do?”

His eyes light up at my words, and I smile at him.

“A blood exchange. It is as simple as that. It is rare that a Dracul will offer their blood, because of the connection it creates with the one who drinks.” His fangs extend, and a ripple of excitement runs through me, no fear of what he is.

He lifts a nail and cuts his wrist, offering me his blood, I lick the blood that spills, and he shudders. “You need to drink, mon amour.”

I lean in to suck at his offering, as he lowers to my neck and bites. Pleasure floods me as his teeth break my skin. His growl excites me further, as his blood fills me. I feel him, inside of me as the connection between us is reborn. His want, his lust, his love, fill me, and I think I might burst as his power runs through my veins.

He pulls away from my neck, licking the blood that escapes, and another shudder runs through me, heat pooling at my core. His eyes meet mine, molten pools of amber as the beast in him takes control. He pulls on my hair, pulling my head back, and exposing my throat to him again, biting on the other side of my neck. My eyes roll back as pleasure floods me again, and I can’t stop the noises that escape me as one of his hands pushes under my boy shorts and into my wetness. He rubs at the nub of nerves, circling, pushing me to the edge of what I can bare before pushing two fingers inside of me, hooking them, and pushing me over the edge as he releases my neck.

I pant, leaning forward and resting my forehead on his shoulder, and I feel it, that bond between us.

I love you, mon amour. The words inside my head, and I smile.

I love you too.

“You ready, Princess?” Roman asks as I drop my bag at my feet when I find him in his room. His eyes sweep over me, and his nose flares when he sees my neck, but he says nothing. I will my cheeks not to heat but fail.

“As ready as I’m going to be,” I tell him. “Meeting twelve Lycan packs is a little intimidating, even for me.”

He strides around the room to me and wraps his arms around my waist. “They’ll love you. Just like I do. You have nothing to worry about.”

I roll my eyes at how blasé he is, I know it’s because he’s going home. I’ve never seen him so relaxed, but I remember the issues I had with getting the pack to come around to me before. While some of them will remember me, I don’t know if it will be fondly, and that