Chapter 5

The more Gerard burned through his magic, the more fragile his life force became. He'd be the most delicious when he's running on empty.

As night settled in, the group made camp in a clearing deep within the forest.

Emily sat alone off to the side, brooding and skipping dinner altogether.

Meanwhile, Gerard was in my tent, helping me "check my wounds."

"Looks like you've got a scratch here. Let me put some ointment on it," he said.

His fingers, slick with ointment, slowly glided over my calf, and the burning desire in his eyes was impossible to hide.

"Thank…