MAEVE POV
The heat didn’t come from outside, but burned inside my lungs. Every time I inhaled the air around us, my sanity seemed to melt away.
Alaric was still pinning me down. I could see sweat dampening his temples, his forehead glistening under the blue crystal light. His eyes gleamed with a deep, wild gold. I could feel the aura of desire radiating from him, and it dragged me into the same fever.
“Alaric, let me go,” I whimpered. But even my own voice sounded like a lie.
“Reeve, or whoever you are,” Alaric growled low, vibrating right in front of my lips. His hot breath, his scent, shattered what little defense I had left. “You can’t lie to me anymore.”
“Let go!” But my head felt lighter, my lips said I wanted to be free, while my body screamed, “Don’t.”
“No. You have no idea
