The Witches Of The Glass Castle (The Witches Of The Glass Castle Series Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
He gripped the dagger in his hand, his knuckles white from the force of his grasp. Then swiftly he brought the blade down, piercing the flesh and dragging its point along the delicate skin of an arm. But it was not Mia’s skin that he had severed; it was his own. A trickle of blood dripped from the incision on his forearm. Without wasting a second, he pressed the wound to Mia’s lips. Her eyes shot open. She struggled, frantically trying to push Colt’s arm away, but he held it to her mouth unwaveringly. In the darkness of the bedchamber, his eyes locked on hers with a strange brightness. His forest-green iris paled and glistened like ice. ‘Drink,’ he told her in a husky voice. Mia’s protests were muffled beneath his arm. She pursed her lips, refusing to ingest his blood. Fighting back, she dug her fingernails into the wound on his arm. Colt winced.
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