The air between us crackled, charged with an intensity I couldn’t escape, even as every fiber of my being told me to run. Daemon’s breath brushed against my skin, igniting a fire that pulsed through me, dangerous and uncontainable, urging me closer to him.
Each heartbeat felt like an acceptance, an inevitable surrender to this fierce, magnetic pull that he commanded with ease. As I stared into his dark, smoldering eyes, the world around us faded, leaving only the two of us locked in this dangerous, forbidden dance.
“Amira,” he murmured, his voice a low, resonant growl that sent a shiver spiraling down my spine. “You have no idea what you’ve unleashed. This isn’t just about desire; it’s something older, something darker. A primal call that resonates in every creature bound to the darknes
