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“Maybe I was. But I’ll be damned all the way to hell and back if you use that sweet mouth on me and I don’t get to watch.”
I watched, unable to tear my gaze from him, and an array of new tattoos bloomed like black flowers across his skin. They climbed up the side of his throat. Fresh runes chained his collarbone, interlocking and bold. The design on his neck looked like feathers at first, and—yes, they were feathers. The outstretched wings of a majestic bird, flashing metallic blue and green, fanned around either side of his neck, unique and stunning.
His hair was messy, his waves on the brink of actually curling for once. His cheeks were flushed, the shadows beneath his eyes nowhere to be seen. For once, he looked at ease. Content. And… wicked? A slow smile spread across his face.
There were moments that were gifts, meant to be cherished only for as long as you could remember them. Luckily for me, I had an excellent memory.
“I’m in love with you, Saeris Fane,” he whispered quietly into my hair. “And I’m already half-mad, anyway. What’s a little complicated thrown into the mix?”
I’ve never been one to trust in the gods, but I choose to believe that all things come from the same place when life begins. I have hope that they return to the same place when it ends. I’ll be waiting for you there, Saeris Fane. F
HE WAS the first thing I saw. Always. My heart and my soul knew exactly where to find him.
“I fucking hate spiders,” he said.
“You and Kingfisher fought at each other’s side, and you were God-Bound.”
I needed him like I needed air. I reached for him like I was reaching for the surface of a still, flat lake. Kingfisher. My Kingfisher. My mate…
