s*x in death
With a final, glass-shattering cry, Kaelen exploded into a cloud of white ash.
The server room went dead silent. The grey mist evaporated, and the blue lights flickered back to life.
Julian didn't pull away. He held the kiss for three seconds too long, his fingers tangling in my hair, his body pressed so tightly against mine that I could feel the frantic thud of his heart. When he finally broke the contact, his eyes weren't silver or grey—they were a deep, dark charcoal, swirling with a desire that was far more dangerous than the Sin-Eater.