Terror at the Gates (Blood of Lilith, #1)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“I really don’t see why it’s necessary for them to be so tight,” I’d said, wriggling my hands back and forth before we left the overlook. We were delayed in our departure while Zahariev returned to the compound to retrieve my knife. I hadn’t brought it to the outlook for obvious reasons, but now that our plans had changed, I didn’t want to go into the temple unarmed. It was a bit of a risk, taking the blade, but it was small enough to conceal and quiet when in use. “They have to believe an enforcer actually restrained you,” Cassius argued. “Yeah, but I need to get out of them when I’m ready,” I said. “Can’t you just seduce someone into freeing you?” Cassius asked. “Cass,” Zahariev snapped. “You do it then,” he said, throwing up his hands. “This is the third time!” A second later, Zahariev approached to redo the bindings. I’d say on a scale of suspiciously loose to physically unyielding, they were somewhere in between. When he was finished, I turned to face him. “For future reference, I’m interested in this, but only if we’re fucking.” The corner of his mouth tugged upward, and he tilted my head back. “Noted,” he said and kissed me. Maybe my plan would go off without a hitch and I’d be back in Nineveh within an hour, fucking Zahariev’s brains out. I wasn’t going to hold my breath though.