Arrows and Apologies (Monsters & Muses, #4)

by Sav R. Miller

“I’ve no doubt you’ll come to enjoy my taste in no time.” “The taste of your blood maybe,” I mutter, turning my attention back to my computer screen. “That can be arranged.”

“Maybe you like running because you know I’ll follow.”

“You’re in bed with the devil, m’eudail, and I don’t think he intends on letting you go.”

But just because someone doesn’t love the same way as you doesn’t mean they love you any less.

I’ve loved you since the second you walked into my life, and I’ll love you every second after, until I have no more to love you with.”