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Reign sighs. “Somewhere along the way, our communication went to shit. Let’s not make that mistake this time around.”

I hear him, but I’m so focused on Greer’s plush lips that I don’t reply. The soft puffs of her breath land against my face as she slumbers. It’s utterly charming, considering she doesn’t need to breathe to survive.

Now, I just have to figure out how to woo her. If I do a good enough job, she might not even hate me for claiming her under such questionable circumstances.

“We’ll need to see if Novak sports a bite in the same location,” Reign says softly. “I wonder how long it’ll take him to notice.”

I snort.

That will be entertaining to watch.

At least, as long as he doesn’t show his ass.

Fuck me. No wonder I could feel his contentment so easily earlier. I mistakenly viewed it as spillover from the maker bond.

We are well and truly stuck with one another. Meaning, we’ll have to find some way to mend our damaged friendship, but all of that is tomorrow’s problem.

Chapter Eighteen

Greer

“You’ve accomplished something I didn’t know was possible,” Reign says, brushing his fingers over my cheek. “I’ve never heard a vampire snore, but you kept me up half the day with your non-stop huffing and grunting.” My eyes pop open, and he leans closer with a ridiculously handsome smirk tipping at his lips. “Don’t worry. It was the cute kind. I just happen to be a light sleeper, but I’ll be sure to stop in town and buy a pair of earplugs before sunrise.”

My tongue runs over the claiming bite, reminding me that I’m bonded.

This is huge.

Monumental.

Life-changing.

And I feel unbelievably guilty as the vague memories spill back in.

Seiran only claimed me to ensure his old friend wouldn’t let me die. That’s a horrible reason for making a commitment that lasts for eternity.

My eyes ache, and I squeeze them shut to keep from bursting into tears. “Where is Seiran?”

I need to apologize to him immediately.

“No, don’t cry.” Reign thumbs my lower lip. “He went into the club without Novak even asking. I think he wanted to prove that he’s going to uphold his end of the bargain, but he was torn as hell about leaving you while you were still slumbering.”

“What bargain?” I ask, my eyes flying open. The red haze in my vision proves I still might cry.

“Novak was undecided about taking on a progeny.” The dark fae shrugs. “He would have. There’s no way he would have denied Seiran something so important, but they’re both incredibly stubborn and they each think the other is wrong.”

My lips push together as I recall Reign appearing in my nightmare. He moves to just under my eye and catches the blood-red tear that dribbles from the corner. Bringing his thumb to his mouth, he licks it.

“Ahh, yes, tastes exactly as it should. Last night was a success all around.” A playful grin breaks out on his face. “Now, Novak left to handle some important business, but we’ll find him at the club by the time you get ready. Seiran will be there too. They asked me to wait with you and bring you as soon as you were up and moving around.”

I swallow thickly.

Yesterday was such a mess.

I felt worse than I had since being turned, but I vaguely remember Seiran telling me on the way to Chaos that he used to run the sex club portion of the business. I think it’s called Rut?

My insides instantly revolt at the idea. I’ve never been possessive, but God, I have the sudden urge to rip out the throat of any woman he’s ever been intimate with.

I hiss and attempt to cover it with a cough. “I’m not sure I should go there.”

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