P R O L O G U E
"C..can you bring her back?" she whispered.
"Yes."
"My father…our debt?"
"Yes."
"Even him?" she asked, her last word fragile on her lips.
"Yes."
"Then do it," this command, her strongest yet.
The immortal's grin widened. "And what will you give me in return?"
"What…whatever you wish of me that I…that I can give."
A smile eased into his sinful lips.
"Then it shall be as I wish it."
His tall frame bent as elegant claws captured her chin and pulled her towards him. His pale lips covered hers as he stole what he knew was her first kiss. He knew and reveled in the searing pain his lips bestowed upon hers, pain he knew he had claimed her thereby. So when he pulled back, her lips seared blood red, the seal for their agreement.
What fun had he to look forward to…
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