Page 329 of Flirting with Darkness

Then she moved.

Nova rolled off the bed, using all her weight to yank down on the chains, pulling hard. The anchors flew out of the wall and Dex just stared at her in wonder and awe. He should be fucking pissed, but she was just…

Beautiful.

Then she was sprinting…right toward his window.

Dex felt his stomach drop when he realized she knew how high up they were and didn’t care. Even for her, a fall from this height would kill her.

Using every bit of speed he’d been born with, Dex grabbed the chains and pulled back, clenching his teeth as the scent of fresh blood filled the room. The manacles tore the skin at her wrists, but she flew back, landing on the bed.

He pinned her before she could make another run for it.

This time he wasn’t wearing any weapons either. Nova was too good for him to risk it.

She stared into his eyes, and for a second, he thought she was going to fight him. Then her entire body relaxed, but he wasn’t going to fall for that again. Dex’s hands tightened on her wrists – the skin slick with blood.

“So, now what?” she asked.

Dex could smell her, and he closed his eyes as he tried to sift through her emotions. There were so many of them, and he was still getting used to being able to smell her at all.

“Tell me the truth,” he whispered into her ear. “All I want is the truth.”

“What happens after that?”

Fear. Not of him, but of what he would do to her.

Nova thought he was going to kill her.

“Depends,” he said. “I’ll take these off if you promise me you won’t hurt yourself again.”

“What do you care?” she snapped.

Dex snarled, grip tightening on her. Her fear started to fade, and he smelled…resignation.

“Stop trying to provoke me into killing you.” He let her go and then ripped the manacles off of her without even bothering to unlock them. They were useless now, but at least it would prove his point.

He gently wrapped his hands around her wrists and healed the new wounds.

What he was even trying to accomplish, he didn’t know. Dex had no idea what to do with her. Discovering someone he had feelings for was also the one hunting him certainly wasn’t something he’d ever had to deal with before.

When he released her, Nova studied her perfect skin for a long time and then finally met his gaze.

They were two sides of the same coin. She was a witch and a hunter. He could smell it on her. Her eyes mirrored his and Dex knew that if twin flames really existed…

Nova was it.

“You’re a demon,” she stated.

“And you’re a hunter.”

“Yes.” Nova sighed.

Dex felt that sigh deep in his soul.

Same, baby girl, same.

“After I tell you whatever you want to know, what happens to me?”

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