Andria's POV
"You could kill that shape-shifting demon," he murmured, his eyes locked on mine. "Effortlessly. But only if you stop fighting yourself, if you let your vampire side unite with your wolf."
How did he know these things?, Who was watching us, unless….and then it hit me, he could have been watching us, considering that I also encountered him in the woods that night I shifted."
He leaned in slowly, gaze dipping toward my neck. I held my breath, the tension so thick I could almost hear it.
His lips hovered just above my skin, not quite touching, but close enough that the ghost of his breath made my pulse stumble.
My hand twitched at my side, ready to shove him back, but I didn't, because some part of me needed to know what he would do next.
My body swelled with a rush of excitement from the proximity of his mouth to my neck.
Kaelric's eyes flicked up, and for a fraction of a second, I thought I saw something there.
