Craven tighten his grip for a moment as their blood flowed into each other. No one had ever tried to protect him, yet here this fragile girl was vowing to do so. He had taken his brother’s place in her eyes.
It was a shame Deth had chosen a human woman, a stupid one at that, over a life with his child. Perhaps that would change at a later date… only time would tell. For the first time, Craven felt a building hatred for his brother. If that day ever came, Craven wasn’t so sure he would be willing to give Tiara back to his brother.
He released their arms and Tiara looked down at the place where Craven had made the cut. She watched as the cut immediately healed and the same symbol that was on Jason’s ring appeared in its place.
“The family crest,” she whispered softly. Looking up at Craven
