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Goosebumps crawled over every inch of my skin, my blood running cold, but I kept moving. There was no way he'd caught up that quickly.No way.

Images of his robed servants moving impossibly fast through the trees danced through my mind, and I swallowed hard. If his servants were that fast, the vampire had to be even more so.

Fuck. I was in trouble.

"You're going to be the perfect pet for me." More words floated through the air, wrapping around me. It was impossible to tell which direction they came from; They came from everywhere and nowhere all at once.

I was losing it. I hadn't even been lost in the woods a whole day and I was already losing my mind. This was why no one ever came back sane. They all lost their minds being chased to death, or tortured by the insane vampire Lord.

Why did I ever think I was different? Why did I think I would come out of the woods unscathed when no one had ever succeeded before?

"I can't wait to sink my fangs into you," the voice sing-songed around me.

I whimpered. I'd always considered myself humble, but it was painfully obvious as I ran for my life that my ego would be my biggest undoing. I’d thought I was invincible, but really I wasweak, completely defenseless against a goddamn vampire, and I was going to die.

I pushed harder, running with every shred of energy I had left, pumping my limbs and gasping for air. I held onto hope that the trees would begin to clear, that I would reach the edge of these never-ending woods and somehow be close enough to the truck to get away, but no matter how far I ran, all I saw were thick tree trunks and tangled underbrush.

A rustle nearby made my hair stand on end, and I looked partially over my shoulder in time to see a figure shooting through the dark. His pale hair was unmistakable, even in the darkness, and I screamed. Corvin was closing the distance between us, moving faster than any human or animal I'd ever seen.

I hardly had time to brace myself before he slammed into me and we both went flying, skidding across the ground. We narrowly missed a bulging root sticking up, and when we came to a stop, he was pinning me down, a wild, feral look on his face.

"Please," I begged, losing every ounce of my pride. "Please, don't kill me. Let me go. I have to go home; My mother will worry. She'll come looking. I can't... please..." Tears stung my eyes, fear paralyzing my tongue. My breaths came faster, and I worried I would hyperventilate.

I kicked and thrashed beneath him, but a cold hand came up to grab my neck, squeezing just enough for me to still.

"A deal is a deal, pet," he said, tsking his tongue. "I kept my word and gave you a head start. Now, it's time to keep yours."

I opened my mouth and closed it again, his tight hold on my throat cutting off the words I wanted to say. What could I even say to change his mind? I'd begged, I'd pleaded, and it hadn't made a difference. Lord Dupont clearly wasn't the bargaining type.

"Lord Dupont…Corvin," I said, my voice strained. "I'll give you anything you want. Money, more servants, anything. Just, please, don't keep me here."

He lowered his face so that our noses were nearly touching, his dark gaze burning into mine through the dim light. A low growl rumbled in his chest, and his body tensed against mine.

"There is nothing you could offer me that I would want more than you, Ever Briggs," he said, dipping his face lower to breathe in the side of my neck. "Nothingcould be better than this."

In a swift motion, he shoved my head to the side, exposing the tender skin of my neck before he sank his fangs into it.

CHAPTER 8

EVER

Pain.

For a white-hot moment it was the only thing I could register, shooting through me, setting my nerves on fire. Then, as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared, replaced by a delicious heat that swept over me, turning my thoughts to mush.

My eyes fluttered closed as Corvin sucked the side of my neck, and the heat welling in me sank straight to my cock. It stiffened in a second, throbbing at the muffled groans he made. He moved, painting a lick over the fresh bite mark, and when he pulled back his mouth was stained red.

Was that...blood?

Nausea twisted my stomach, but a haze of lust wrapped around me, dulling my inhibitions. I felt drunk, everything around me swimming as I blinked up at the vampire. The only thing I could think was how sexy he looked in the moonlight,hunched over me like some kind of animal, with my blood coating his lips.

What the fuck was wrong with me?

"Your blood is so sweet," he growled, touching the side of my neck where his fangs had been a moment ago. I expected it to hurt, but I hardly felt it. My body was numb, my limbs heavy. When he pulled his hand back, I saw more crimson on his fingers. "Exquisite. It's so tempting to drain you dry..."

"No," I managed, my cock throbbing painfully. I wanted him to bite me again, wanted to feel the intense crash of heat I got from his touch again. The thoughts didn't feel like my own; They felt foreign, like the bite had done something to alter my brain chemistry, and I couldn't fight the pull.

I wanted more,neededmore.

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