A Touch of Poison (Shadows of the Tenebris Court, #2)

by Clare Sager

I didn’t want to kiss Katherine Ferrers. And whoever said otherwise was a damn liar.

I wasn’t meant to want her. I wasn’t meant to be this wrapped up in her, in the sight of her, the springtime scent of her, or the way she made me think of the crisp cleanness of fresh sheets or a new page.

But I was. Good fucking gods, I was.

Everything between us had felt real. His outrage on my behalf. His attempts to give me something bright in the bleak grey of my existence. His kindness when I’d been so lost. Truth be told, I’d known those things were real. Always. But I’d been in denial, drowning myself in it. Because if that was all real—if what he’d told me was true… Well, I’d had something precious and beautiful, hadn’t I? And I’d lost it.

Being with Kat wasn’t a case of never, just not yet. I could remind myself of that as we travelled north—just the two of us.

“At your feet, all rules kneel. I’m no hero, Katherine, but, please, let me be your villain.”