Chapter 12

CHAPTER 12

Vad

Who the fuck was Mo?

Clearly someone important enough for her to call out his name while he was balls deep inside her. Vad didn’t like it. He didn’t like it at all. He hadn’t expected this, whatever fucking spell she was casting over him with those eyes of hers. He hadn’t expected to be blindsided with this Neanderthal need to possess her. It wasn’t the time for it. He had more important things to focus on. He had Verenmore to consider, and nothing would ever top that.

But he didn’t like that she kept her secrets, not one bit.

He would hear her secrets. But his own were not something she could learn, not now, not ever .

He glanced at her as they neared the castle gates. With her dark hair she mostly wore in one of her fancy braids, skirts he always wondered about, that piercing on her nose his lips tingled to kiss, and those damned violet eyes the shades of which he’d only seen once before, she saw too much. This slight, soft girl was entirely too dangerous for him.

He shouldn’t get more involved. Fucking her had been a mistake, even though he didn’t regret it one bit.

His grip around the wheel tightened. Their time together would be another secret this mountain would keep, one no one could know, for more reasons than she was aware of.

No. This was where they ended.

But who the fuck was Mo?