“Yes,” I said, never looking away from Lyric.
Revka began chanting. The other witches joined her, one after the other. The air thickened, growing darker with the gathering of shadow magic.
“That song…” Lyric whispered. “I know it.”
“You heard it from Tai,” I said, shrugging off my shirt and tossing it aside. “It’s the mating song.”
Her eyes trailed over my runes, as they did on both occasions she saw me topless. Every one of those runes was earned over decades of bloodshed, pain, power. She always looked at them like she was reading a secret language only she could decode.
When I dropped my pants, her gaze dropped too.
And stayed there.
Her lips parted, and I knew—if I didn’t start controlling myself, I’d shift before I got inside her.
Tai’s voice was already echoing in my head.
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