One more hint of her fucking sweetness, and I was going to lose my
damned mind. I stepped away abruptly, leaving her breathless and wanting.
Her desire wrapped around me, taunting me like a siren’s song.
Fuck, this was going to be harder than I’d expected.
Though instinct urged me to claim her and ravage her body like the queen
my wolf wanted her to be, I couldn’t let that happen. Sex would seal our fate,
and that was a risk I wasn’t willing to take, no matter how much I wanted to
fuck Savannah Caine.
We needed to cure her today before both of us did something reckless.
Steeling my resolve, I opened the front door to Alia’s building and waited
for Savannah to enter.
She squared her shoulders and walked past me, feigning disinterest,
though I could smell her heat, and it only aroused me further.
I dragged my hand through my hair and followed her to the elevator. The
ride up was tortuously slow, and when the doors opened, Savannah bolted
out.
The shifter standing guard in front of Alia’s apartment tensed but
recognized me and spoke into a small radio on his shirt. A recent break-in
had changed the potion maker’s perspective on the reliability of demons.
A few seconds later, the heavy wooden door swung open, and Alia
appeared in a silky floral dress. “Jaxson.” She eyed Savannah and smiled.
“And Savannah, nice to meet you. Please come in.”
She motioned for us to enter her loft.
“Thank you so much for helping us,” Savannah said.
“Of course. I’m sorry you’ve been afflicted, and I hope I can help with an
antidote. But I just want to make sure you understand that the cure may be
worse than the affliction. Depending on when you were…infected, it might
take several days to work through your system. Whatever you experienced
before, this will be far, far harder on you.”
Savannah’s heartbeat raced, and I could smell the fear rising from her. It