TRIGGER WARNING TORTURE AND REFERENCE TO RAPE
CADE
Sloane was tossing and turning in her sleep, her breaths shallow and quick. Usually I was up and down during the night, not needing as much sleep as she did. As a vampire I needed my rest of course, but I could operate just fine on a solid four to six hours of sleep. Sloane, I was finding out, needed more like eight to nine. Which was absolutely fine, it also afforded me the opportunity to be up before her and drink her in. It was about three in the morning and the moonlight was just streaming in our room slightly, enough to cause a small sliver of it to light up her face in a small section right underneath her eyes. The slice of moonlight across her face only highlighted her beauty as it slanted across her cheekbones and across the brid
