I didn’t just "kiss" Silas. I forced a violation into his lungs.
The stolen life from the omega woman didn't enter him like a gift; it hit him like a kinetic pulse. His body arched off the frozen snow, his mouth opening in a silent, choked-off scream as the surge of heat fought the silver poisoning in his veins. For a terrifying second, his heartbeat skipped, then slammed into a frantic, hammering rhythm that made his entire chest vibrate against me.
"Silas! Breathe!" I sobbed, my own nose beginning to bleed again, the copper tang filling my mouth.
His eyes snapped open. They weren't amber. They weren't gray. They were a muddy, chaotic void, the pupils blown so wide they almost swallowed the iris. He looked at me, and I saw his own hands, blackened and blistered where they had touched m
