Chapter 7
GoldenLetting Cynthia go hunting with Hart had been one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. Something about that woman felt so right but also so wrong.
The wrongness must be because of her sun fae blood. It must be the same feeling all vampires had when they encountered sun fae.
“It can’t be the first time a half sun fae had been turned,” I said to Roan.
“You think someone else can be dumb enough to do it?” he asked from his place in the recliner.
We had been sitting here ever since she left.
She.
Cynthia.
She felt so right. Since the moment I had first laid my eyes on her, I felt right.
Touching her, kissing her, sleeping with her felt so right. And also, wrong.
“I have a funny feeling about her.” I got up and prowled to the books on the shelves. My eyes didn’t see t
