At first, Heart was too stunned to respond but she soon snapped out of it and began to direct him. He was silent, occasionally tightening his grip when he got a particularly strong whiff of her blood. It was a scent that both filled him with rage and set his own blood on fire. Xutag had accepted that he wanted her. She was strong, kind, fearless and loyal to a fault, but he did not know where he stood with her. He knew she was physically attracted to him, but what he wanted went beyond the physical. He wanted her heart and soul, her smile and laughter, to know the story behind every tattoo and scar. He wanted to build a future with her.
“That’s it up ahead. The runes on the door will prevent them from seeing us and disallow anything with dark intent to enter.” Her voice snapped him out of
