Kaden's smile was once so warm that it could melt ice and snow. Lina had always been captured by his rare laughter, ripe like the rings of trees. When he grinned, all her worries were gone. It was a sweet dream and she was frightened that she'd be his worst nightmare. Now, the roles were reversed.
In his embrace, she remembered their old days of swords and carriages, of guns and palanquins, of pens and vehicles.
So, when Lina only felt teeth and no pain, she froze. At the last moment, Kaden retracted his fangs. In the last moment, he didn't take what he shouldn't. Lina felt her knees give out, but he didn't even let her slip an inch. She was right where she belonged.
"One last chance," Kaden mumbled, kissing the same spot where his teeth marks were. She'd kill him if she saw it.
