Chrystal’s heart trembled as she recalled Klaric, who was no longer around to help her.
“You HAVE lost your senses,” he rumbled, his lips beside her ear.
Gritting her teeth, she tried to push him off, but without her wolf, it was impossible. Some days, even with Ari, it was still impossible.
Darius pressed her harder, his arm restricting her breath, as he leaned his full weight on her chest. Chyrstal whimpered lightly.
“What? Go ahead, my Luna, fight me now. No one is here. Where is your cursed mate? Hmmm? He isn’t here to help you. Where is my Klaric?” he whispered, his hot breath on her face. He licked her from chin to temple in one flick of his tongue.
“Mmmm,” he murmured, “You taste good, my Luna. I’ve always loved the flavor of your fear.”
“Dar–”
“Shh, shh, shh,” he teased, his
