"Maledetto dalla luna," I purred, stepping right up to him and reaching out to brush my fingers over his arm as I pushed power into that magic which bound us to one another. The rose vine which crept up his arm began to glow silver against his skin, brightening as I skimmed my fingers over it and drawing a low growl from Cain's lips as his other hand reached out to brush against my waist for the briefest of moments like he was desperate to feel more of my touch.
i think it turns into a mating bond
