Savage
he whispers.
Meadow brushes her own tears away.
“See, you don’t have to be mated to a Guardian to be a day walker,” she tells him.
“No, just a very, very powerful witch.”
He pulls her to him, his lips crashing against hers as his arms wrap around her.
I look up at Kieran and nod that we should leave them alone.
“Do you think it’s going to be another two-hour kiss?” he asks as we walk inside.
“I have no idea,” I tell him.