I should have been. I knew I should have been terrified. He was dangerous. He was not human. He was something powerful, something I couldn’t even fight if I wanted to.
But fear wasn’t what twisted in my stomach.
Excitement was.
My skin burned where they touched me. My pulse throbbed wildly, not from terror, but from a hunger I didn’t even know I had. My lips trembled, my body leaning instinctively into them instead of away.
What was wrong with me?
I clenched my fists, trying to ground myself, but the one in front of me tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his molten stare again. His golden eyes burned straight into me, glowing like fire caught in glass. My chest rose and fell too fast, my breaths shallow, and still he held me steady with just that single touch. His thumb brushed alon
