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finally been intimate. And the reality of his prowess in the
bedroom obliterated all her favorite fantasies. She wanted to be on cloud nine—proverbially,
of course—but her heart hesitated. What if her dream was telling her something?
What if her dream was trying to tell her that Darr was—or would come to be—seeing
their affair as her abuse of their bond?
    What if she got so desperate someday that she really did threaten to kill herself to keep him
with her?
    No. She couldn’t imagine herself doing that, let alone
doing that to him. She’d have released him from their bond years ago if it was
within her power. But maybe he didn’t really know that. Should I tell him my feelings? Or would her saying that come off as
manipulation somehow?
    Or, worse … what if Darr was the one manipulating her?
    Her throat constricted at the thought and she struggled to
take a deep breath. No, surely that wasn’t it. That seemed as inconceivable as
her deliberate manipulation of him. But still … the very fact that these
thoughts existed in her mind somewhere had to be a sign of something. Perhaps
she’d been right before about resisting a relationship with him. Or perhaps it
just needed to be talked about.
    Glancing at the digital display beside Letty’s bed which
read two-thirty-three, Izzy sighed and swung her feet around. She clearly
wasn’t going back to sleep just yet, so it was time to find her demon.
    But as soon as her feet hit the floor something cold and
slimy wrapped around her ankles and tugged sharply.
    Izzy cried out in shock and instinctive terror, flying
forward and slamming hard onto the old floor. The demon under her bed continued
to tug, dragging her into the darkness—and to who knew where after that.
    “ Darr! ”

 
    Chapter Five
     
    Darr watched the stars twinkle overhead almost mockingly.
Tiny, little pinpricks of bright, clean light obscuring the surrounding
darkness. At least the moon was only a sliver of itself tonight.
    The resort was quiet, as was befitting of the hour. Even
the waves of the lake were minimal, contributing to the deafening silence
around him. Barely any creatures dared rustle about in his vicinity. Animals—even
insects—were instinctively attuned to beings of darkness. Maybe the silence was
why he disliked being outside at night. Or maybe it was just worse tonight
because of the passion he and Izzy had shared earlier that day.
    Just the memory of their afternoon was enough to get him
hard again. And now that he had a taste of her on his tongue, he had a serious
problem. Demons were naturally inclined toward vices of all variety and, in
Darr’s case, he had recently deduced his was addiction. A very specific
addiction, too. Now, leaning against the tree nearest Izzy’s window, Darr could
barely drag his thoughts from her. He didn’t want to be stuck outside, he wanted
to be stretched out next to her in that small bed. Or preferably on top of her,
working out every kind of moan she could possibly make.
    Shit.
    They had one more night at this accursed resort. One more
night where she’d be sharing her living—and sleeping—space with others. One
more night he’d be relegated to the outside just to be within screaming
distance of her. She’d offered to reserve him a cabin of his own, of course,
but he’d declined. It wasn’t like he needed a cabin of his own when he didn’t
actually sleep. Hell, he didn’t need a cabin or a bed at all. He just wanted to
be in there with her.
    “ Darr! ”
    The scream was muffled, half reaching his ears and half
firing the burning alarm in his head that triggered when she summoned him. But
she’d never summoned him in quite such a terrified way and he was instantly
furious.
    How dare some scum scare her like that.
    The shadows parted as he appeared in the cabin, barely
sparing a glance at Izzy’s startled friends. His stomach hit the floor when he
saw Izzy’s hands slip beneath the bed. His mind roared and with barely a flick
of his