Lucian’s POV:
She fainted.
Fucking human.
Even though I had just come, my body still burned for more. My demons weren’t satisfied. I wasn’t satisfied. But she had lost consciousness, and I like my women awake—their bodies writhing, their voices crying out for me.
Not limp and lifeless.
I exhaled sharply, glaring down at her sleeping form, irritation curling deep in my gut. See why I say humans are weak? Pathetic little creatures—too fragile, too breakable.
I should have turned her.
The thought was tempting.
But no—that wasn’t an option. It’s illegal to turn a human without the Council’s approval. If they found out, they’d hunt her down and kill her. That’s the law. The punishment is even worse for non-royals—turn a human, get defanged. A fate worse than death for a vampire.
Not th
