Chapter 13

She was heaven on earth.

Syanna was the most majestic creature Cole had ever touched, and he didn’t want this moment to end. He hadn’t intended on kissing her today. Hell, all he cared about was keeping her safe and alive.

But when she touched him—when she held him and told him to kiss her, he was done for.

Although she was the one who suggested the kiss, she seemed timid at first as her lips moved against hers in a slow, teasing caress. Her lips were sweet and soft like he had always imagined.

She gripped his shirt for dear life and sank her fingers into his hair with her other hand. She felt pure; she tasted new as if she’s never been kissed before.

And quite frankly, Cole loved the idea. He didn’t know why he didn’t take the opportunity to dash for the hills the second he killed that Vechi vampire. He had tried—oh, he tried. He just stood there, staring at the dead vampire and the blood dripping from his hands. Then, he glanced at the trees and bushes he had burnt around him,