Kolis stared at where my hand was now buried below his sternum and then lifted his gaze to mine. “My Queen,” I spoke, my voice filling with shadows and smoke, “gave me more than just parlor tricks.” Tearing out ropey tissue, I gripped a fistful of his hair and pulled him back from the wall. My head snapped down, lips peeling back. I sank my fangs deep into his throat and didn’t release them.
