I used my shadows to place an illusion on your face, so you won't be needing all that weird makeup again,"
Now that the mating frenzy between them had died down, they were finally talking.
She was putting on one of his shirts, and it went all the way to her knees. And they'd left the bedroom for good reason, although there was a couch in the sitting room too, and Sylas had been glancing at it every two seconds.
He still looked like a starved man.
The kind that never got satisfied because the more he eats, the hungrier he gets.
In this case, she was the whole meal.
"Only those who know the real you, will see your true face,"
Theo was puzzled. It had her wondering how shadows are able to achieve such fear and what more he could use them to do.
She'd settled a bit around him.
A bit.
There was comfort in her soul, because it recognised him as her mate. There was peace in her pounding heart, because it felt safe and cherished around him.
