I don’t usually fang and tell, but she earned an exception.
The hapless woman who accidentally released me.
The one who nearly got herself killed mere hours later.
So I saved her, but my help came with a price.
The only way to save her life was to bond her–to link us so powerfully we’d have to spend every waking hour together for the next few weeks.
I was ready for the bond, but I wasn’t ready for her.
Her impossible to crush perky outlook. Her big eyes that never seem to dim, no matter how far into my blackened soul they saw.
I thought I’d lost the ability to care centuries ago, but it appears I was wrong.
The insufferable woman won’t rest until she’s forced me to do the unthinkable. To… enjoy her company.
It’s ridiculous, but all I need to do is outlast the bond.
To outlast my growing fear that I’m not as numb as I thought.
I’m in danger of feeling something for this human that I can’t afford to feel. Because the only thing more dangerous for her than my enemies is if I can’t let her go.