Sex with Silas was different. I felt complete when I’d been with him. Cherished. Understood. I felt calm and wild at the same time, worshipped and desired. I felt loved. He had always made me feel loved. My Soul-Tie. I could never be content without him. I knew this now for certain. I loved Torrin. I loved Roland. But that love wasn’t like my love for Silas. It couldn’t compare, no matter how badly I wanted it to.
