The Primal of Blood and Bone (Blood and Ash, #6)

by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Death approached. Ruddy flesh crawled over his jaw. Lips formed as his mouth opened in a grotesque smile, and in the swirling, red eyes, I saw countless pale faces going lax and watched the light of life snuffed out of them.

There is so much shit we should be doing or talking about right now, but I need you,” he breathed, the words melding with a broken breath that seemed to have been pulled from the depths of his being. “I need you more than anything. Can I have you? Please?”