Carrion (Darkly Dreaming, #1)

by Amarah Calderini

“Now then, Darling, if you continue to act like a feral animal, I can see that you’re treated like one, if that’s what you so wish.”

“Collared and leashed.”

“It isn’t in my job description to decipher the inner workings of His Majesty’s mind, and I’d loathe to try.

I hadn’t just touched Willa’s body, her power, her mind—I’d baptized myself in it.

“Wendy was only my friend, and I damned the entire kingdom for her. What do you think I’d do for you?”

There is no question, no fallacy, to the way I want Willa. I want her enough to leave me breathless; enough to forsake every vow, every world, without care for the cost.

You are my only altar, my only religion. I pray to you, Willa, and you alone.”