Page 92 of Wanted

What if the wall is permanent?

Would I even be able to turn her without the bond connected on both ends?

What if she ends up eternally stuck like this?

There’s still so much we don’t understand when it comes to the soulmarked. So many unknowns and mysteries.

We only know that our mates develop the mark that connects us to them sometime after puberty. But we don’t know what triggers it.

Some develop it right away, while others can take years.

Andrei has devoted the majority of his vampiric life to studying the bonds, and he hasn’t gotten any closer to the truth than the rest of the vampiric community.

Not that I trust the vampire community as a whole to share any real information.

Andrei swears there’s an answer, but I’ve wondered at times if it’s simply some cosmic will that creates the spark and starts the process.

When Alena exits the bathroom, I can smell her minty breath from across the room.

But she’s still…deadinside.

I need to find a way to bring her back to life.

I’ve fucked up so many things. I won’t fuck up this.

Grinning, I make sure my fangs are hidden. “Now that you’ve eaten, I believe I owe you some kisses.”

Alena’s slow smile returns to her beautiful face, and it’s like watching a painting come to life.

Lust surges through the bond follow by excited giddiness.

When she rejoins me on the bed, I turn my body toward her and gently touch her chin.

Unholy gods, her skin is perfection.

As is the pink tongue that glistens her lips in anticipation.

This self-restraint I must impose on myself, though, is fucking maddening.

How can I possibly be expected not to throw her on the bed and take everything I can from her?

Not to lick and bite her flesh?

Feed off her and nourish her with my blood in return?

Fill her with my cock as I give her eternal life?

It goes against my very nature.

When we meet our soulmarked, when we’re this close to them, instinct rules us.

Creating a hunger… a lust… and need for completion beyond human comprehension.

We’re likebeastswith one purpose.

Stop!I scream inside my head when my fangs burst through my gums.

I will not fuck this up.

---