More alert. Stronger. Edgier. He was also ravenously hungry. Gemma stirred, cuddling closer to his side with an exhausted but content sigh. He lifted his head from the pillow and checked on the other side of the bed. Empty. Seth was gone. Shahin wasn’t particularly surprised. The high priest of the God of Darkness was normally awake when it was nighttime aboveground; what little sleep he needed he took during the day. He’d left hours ago to attend to his duties and hadn’t returned. But it hadn’t been a dream that Seth had been here last night, in bed with them. There’d been plenty of evidence. Before he’d left, the black satin sheets had been spangled with droplets of red—Gemma’s blood—and a larger stain where she’d collapsed after her sacrifice. It had scared the hell out of Shahin when he’d recovered from their mind-bending sex-and-blood sharing of magic last night and returned to consciousness to find Gemma sprawled under him, unmoving, her neck punctured and streaked by ribbons of blood.
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