Radiant Shadows
didn’t need to look to know that he was still watching—or that he’d heard every word she’d said. The admonition had been for him as much as for Glenn.
    Fair warning. Fair chance to flee.
    If not for the gnawing ache inside of her, she might wonder why he was staring at her all night. If not for the fact that she had the former king of the Dark Court as her personal knight in shining armor, she might worry a little more. Tonight she wasn’t sure she could worry. She needed to be lost in the music.
    As the band took the stage again, her dance partner moved away, but she didn’t follow.
    “Come dance,” she said again. “I know you’re watching. Come out and play.”
    A few moments later, he came to stand—motionless—on the dance floor.
    “About time.” She spun so she was chest-to-chest with him and slid her hands up his chest slowly enough that she could feel the muscles under his shirt.
    “I thought you were going to make me chase after you.” She let her hands slip over his shoulders and around the back of his neck.
    He stayed immobile as she did so. “You’re a foolish one, aren’t you?”
    “Nope.” She tilted her head so she could stare up at him.All around, bodies crashed into them. The music was deafening, and if he’d been anything other than faery, she’d have had to yell over the noise.
    “I could be anyone.” He had his arms around her protectively in the writhing mass. “You’re vulnerable here.”
    A faery she didn’t know, a faery who wasn’t being torn out of reach, had her in his arms—and the aching hunger inside her lessened. He was a strong faery, stronger perhaps than any she’d met, and bits of his energy were sinking into her skin where they touched. I could die happy right now… or he could. She tried not to think about the danger she would put him in if she fully gave in to her urges.
    “You look dangerous… feel like it too,” she answered both his question and her own musings.
    He moved so they were closer to the edge of the crowd, maneuvering her toward the shadows along the wall. “So tell me: why are you holding on to me?” he asked.
    “Because I’m dangerous too,” she admitted.
    He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t run either.
    She went up onto her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his. A prism of energy flooded over her as he dropped whatever control he’d been using to hold his emotions at bay. Need. Regret. Awe. Hunger. Confusion. Ani let it all sink into her skin. She drew his breath and life into her body. She tensed like she was about to race something feral, like this was the only moment between her and starvation.
    Despite the energy she took from him, he was steady as he held on to her. He slid an arm around her waist.
    Her arms were still around his neck, and her fingers were clutching his hair. Her lips tingled. Her entire body pulsed with the energy she was stealing.
    He broke the kiss. “You’re… what are you doing, Ani?”
    “Kissing you.” She heard her voice as she said it. There wasn’t anything mortal in those sounds. She was the Daughter of the Hunt, and he was her quarry.
    I shouldn’t.
    She could hear every heartbeat in the room, feel the waves of sound pounding through the air, taste the breath of time itself escaping.
    He stared at her. “This isn’t why I came here.”
    “Is it reason to stay?”
    When he didn’t reply, she put her hands behind her and clasped them together so she couldn’t touch him. “You can stop,” she whispered. “When you want… you can just stop… or… not….”
    He took one step backward. His emotions were locked up now behind a wall she couldn’t breach. Both his touch and his emotions were denied to her.
    Ani bit her lip to keep her sob inside. To be so close to the energy that swirled inside him and be stopped felt criminal. She could taste blood, feel it welling up on her bottom lip.
    He reached out one finger and took the drop of blood. She felt his breath warm on her face as

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