25
Dex
I step off the elevator. She’s here. Grayson. My perfect match. We share the same soul and future. I want to fold her in my arms and worship her mouth with my own. But I can’t. I’m a stranger to her.
Does she even know she’s a shifter?
Has she heard about Brutus and Vita?
I inhale deeply. Her scent mixes of fear and determination. It strikes me how she’s spent her life under the tender mercies of both the Lady and Prism Master. What has my poor Vita endured?
The moment stretches out between us. The rest of the world fades away until it’s just me and Grayson. After so many generations of failure, I’d despaired that I’d ever find my Vita. Now, here she is. The hope for my heart and people.
Grayson Eyre.
I catch another scent in the air. Sickly-sweet flowers. The Lady is near.
