I remained silent, observing the men surrounding Zephara and me. It was astounding to witness their fearless loyalty to her, a demon leading them into the unknown. I might not be skilled in battle tactics, but I could recognize the risks of their actions.
The lack of time for planning, research, and scouting meant we were heading into danger blindly. I swallowed hard.
Demon were notoriously difficult to kill, as I'd learned from my studies with Lise. Decapitation, and blood drainage were the known methods. A shiver ran down my spine.
I silently prayed that nothing would happen to Zephara. We hadn't completed our bond yet. The thought of her sinking her teeth into my throat sent a rush of adrenaline through me. I loved the sensation of her sharp fangs against my skin.
What would it truly feel like to have her drink from me?
