Craving in His Blood (Brides of the Kylorr, #2)

by Zoey Draven

I cared about Kythel. Perhaps more than I should’ve.

I wasn’t afraid to throw myself into someone else.

Me

“I will ruin her.”

“The universe dealt you a tragedy, but you didn’t let it break you. You fell hard on Krynn, dusted yourself off, and then you smiled as you moved forward. That’s what I admire.”

But for right now, Kythel of House Kaalium was all mine.

Because my family will be your own

Regardless of what happened between us, I would always take care of her. She never had to worry that she’d need to sleep in a storage room or scrounge for food or wear clothes until they disintegrated into threads. Ever again.

I promise you, sasiral, I could listen to you talk about faraway places all day and night.”

“You asked me why I call you sasiral once,” I said softly. “I told you it was because I admired your strength, your will, your determination. And that was all true.” I stepped closer, reaching out to trace her soft cheek. “What I didn’t tell you was that I call you my fallen star because you landed right in my hands,” I said, my tone gruff, filled with longing. Her lips parted. “A gift from the universe—a beautiful, bright treasure, unlike anything I’d ever known before. You landed on Krynn, and against all odds, we found one another.”

“I intend to care for you as one would care for a rare gift from the gods. Because that is what you are to me. I won’t let you forget that. Never again, sasiral.”

“I love you, Millie Seren,”

You are everything I’ve ever wanted. You are everything I’ve ever needed. I’m sorry it’s taken me this long to realize it.”

I’m fucking miserable without you,”

“I love you, Millie Seren. My little fallen star, my gift from the universe. What did I ever do to deserve you?” “You deserve everything, Kythel,” I told him, and I knew he heard the truth in my voice.