The Wicked Kiss (Alexa O'Brien, Huntress #2)(95)

“Did you feel that?” I asked Arys, afraid I was the only one.

“Yes.” Arys stared off into the distance, as if seeing The Wicked Kiss in his mind.

“Somebody has just awoken as a vampire.”

One thing was for sure, I would be keeping a close eye on the vampire bar. The Wicked Kiss was definitely on my radar; however, it would have to wait for another night.

Tonight, I wanted nothing more than to go home to a hot bath and curl up in front of the fireplace. A glass of red wine and my two favorite men in the world would make that a much more pleasurable experience. If Arys' libidinous energy was any sign, he was thinking along the same lines.

As we exited the city onto the highway that would lead us the short distance home, I felt surprisingly peaceful. The stars twinkling overhead called to my wolf. Though I wasn't so foolish as to believe that everything was perfect, I was content, and that's what mattered.

My heart was shared by two men, each of them I desperately ached for. They completed me in ways that I still could barely comprehend. With them in my life, I had learned how to trust again and discovered the true meaning of love.

Their acceptance and encouragement meant the world to me, and I knew that I would never have come this far without either of them. I have gained so much: strength in both mind and emotion, the comfort of their unconditional love and a desire for more from this world.

Now … I'm ready to take on anything.

The End