Gloam (Monstrous, #4)

by Lily Mayne

“My Adam.” He brought his hands around to cup my face, big thumbs smoothing over my cheekbones. “I love you.”

I exhaled a shaky breath, my face going pink. “Don’t make me get a boner while I’m kneeling in blood. Who knows what kind of kink could spawn from that.”

“Finding you has made everything worth it,” he murmured, making my breath catch in my throat. “I would go through it all a thousand times again to have you, Adam.”

“How old are you?” I asked, curious. I knew Aury was around seven hundred. Gloam seemed… not old, but wise. Sure in himself. “A little over a thousand.” I blinked. “Oh. Okay. Just a small age gap, then.”