Ereth had encouraged her to bite me for a reason. Likely, he’d hoped the experience would put her on her ass. He probably hoped having Saeris feed from me would dull my senses and make me lower my guard, too… but Ereth didn’t know me. He’d never faced me on the battlefield. Never visited me when I was trapped inside Malcolm’s maze. He had no idea who I was or what I was capable of and, therefore, had no clue what heinous crimes I would commit to ensure my mate’s safety.
