Page 9 of Knight’s Absolution

It would be so easy to kill him. To get a knife and do what Grace taught her. The other female had helped her dispatch a demon the first time they met. If only she knew where Ronan was being kept—

A prickle of something lifted the hair at the back of her neck.

Luna froze.

It came again, but stronger this time. So much so, she grabbed onto the doorframe.

The sensation running through her body, she recognized it immediately. Only this time it was stronger than ever before.

He was here.

Gunner.

Luna rushed to the window and looked outside.

He was right there on the front lawn. So close.

Her heart began to beat faster and her hands grew clammy and sweaty and there was this strange fluttering in her stomach.

What was he doing here? He stood with one of his brothers, and they were looking around as if they were searching for something. They wouldn’t find whatever it was they were looking for.

Ronan didn’t just have the power to block them—this house and the demons here—from view. No, it was so much more than that, so much stronger. It was as if her brother had created a pocket that he’d slipped the house into. And Gunner and his brothers couldn’t enter without Ronan or Sir’s say-so.

Gunner walked around the yard outside. Ronan’s block made it appear as if she were seeing the knights through intense, undulating heatwaves.

She glanced over her shoulder. Sir was still in a deep sleep. She’d taken a lot of his blood. He slept heavily after she fed properly, needing to regenerate what he’d lost. He wouldn’t wake for several hours.

It was wrong to leave this room, but the thing inside her, the sensations that moved through her body whenever Gunner was close, was even stronger now. She needed to resist, but the force drawing her to him was impossible to fight.

Tugging on her robe, she rushed out of the bedroom and down the stairs. She wanted to get closer to him, that’s all, to see what would happen. Maybe discover what this odd feeling inside her meant.

Darting down the hall, she ducked through the kitchen to avoid the demons on patrol. The risk she was taking was huge, but still she couldn’t stop herself.

Slipping out the back door, she moved around the side of the house.

Her breath quickened again when she saw Gunner, and her skin flushed hot. The feeling was…she didn’t know how to describe it. Only that she wanted more of it.

This is dangerous.

But she had to know why she felt this way around him.

She moved closer. The tall, heavily muscled knight was frowning. He was always frowning. He stopped suddenly and looked back in her direction. There was no way he could see her, and she took advantage, taking in her fill of the handsome male. He was always so serious, but there was a kindness in his eyes that made her belly grow even more squirmy and warm.

His head tilted to the side, and he changed direction suddenly, moving with purpose, moving toward her. A moment later, he stood just inches from her, his wavy form distorted by Ronan’s block. She wanted to reach out and touch him so badly her fingers twitched at her side.

And then she couldn’t resist it, and her hand lifted all on its own as he turned his body so he was looking right through her. Her hand hovered a mere centimeter from his bearded jaw. He frowned harder.

Demons were starting to gather in the front yard, watching his brother. They hadn’t seen Gunner yet. But it was only a matter of time before they attacked. The knights would have no warning. One moment they would be alone, the next surrounded by their enemy.

“Leave,” she said, unable to stop herself from giving the warning even though he wouldn’t hear her, the same way she hadn’t been able to let the beast hurt him months ago. “Leave this place and never come back.”

Gunner jolted, his brows lowering.

Had he heard her?

No, it wasn’t possible.

“Hello?” he said, voice deep and harsh.