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Before he could cast a holding spell around the room, she began to dissipate in his embrace. “Thana, please don’t...”

Her body flickered as if his plea made her hesitate. “I didn’t...I suck at this shit.” He ran a frustrated hand through his hair.

“I think we need to give the two of you some space.” Eliana shoved her chair back. “Are we dismissed, Boss?”

Severin closed his eyes. “I’m sorry.”

Several gasps echoed in the air. His arms felt heavy, as if something vital was missing. He realized he missed Thana.

He couldn’t handle not having her in his life. Though they had reason to fear him, Severin would give everything in him to protect those in his Clan.

Time and time again, he’d stressed honor and trust, truth and responsibility. Opening the link he shared with his Clan, he connected Thana to it and gave them more of himself. The ability to withstand silver went from him to them.

“Holy fuck,” Thana whispered. “That’s wild. Our ultimate destruction, gone.”

“Well, not completely. If you were dipped in a vat of the shit, you’d die. Or if liquid silver were injected into our veins, we’d suffer, but a bullet or blade wouldn’t kill or poison like before.” Severin held his hand out toward Thana’s flickering form.

Thana shook her head. “I’m still mad at you,” said Thana softly.

“Ah, I wouldn’t expect anything less. I’ll make it up to you. For now, will you let me hold you?”

“Sure, hold being code word for fuck, suck, or whatever kinky shit he’s into. I’m pretty sure he’s got a lot of making up to do since I don’t think that kinky fucker has gotten laid in like a hundred years or more.” Uriel smiled a shit-eating grin.

Severin snapped his fingers. “Be gone,” he uttered.

The room emptied, leaving only him and Thana. He gripped his chair’s armrest to keep from reaching for her. In this, she needed to come to him on her own, not by his force.

“You’re not very good at being patient.” Thana’s smirk looked beautiful.

“I’m a bastard to a fault. One doesn’t usually go hand in hand. With you, I promise to try.” Severin heard the leather creaking beneath his grip. Thana’s eyes went down to where he held the arms.

“That’s gotta hurt.” She was laughing at him.

“Are you going to make me suffer in vain?” he asked, keeping a straight face.

Thana lifted her chin slightly. “Are you in pain, mo ghaol?”

“If I say yes, will you kiss me?” He released the armrests.

Chapter Eleven

His heart thudded beneath his ribs while he waited for Thana to come to him of her own free will. His jaw tightened as he waited for her to take the final few steps.

“You want me to kiss you?” Thana asked, her voice hoarse. She stepped between his spread thighs.

“I’ll take anything you’re willing to give me. Forewarning, though. I’ll want more.”

She laughed out loud and placed her hands over his. She bent and placed her lips next to his ear. It was hard for him to concentrate as her beautiful breasts brushed his face. “What if I told you I wanted you to fuck me right here on this table?”

He opened his mouth and licked the skin in front of him. “Mmm, I can oblige your request.”

Thana jerked upright. “Shit.”

Severin pushed his chair back and reached for Thana. Her face pinched in pain. The agony twisted her gorgeous expression, making his inner beast rage with the need to fix her.

“What’s wrong?” He pressed his fingers to her temples, sending soothing warmth into her.

“The girl from the container, the one I connected with. She’s in danger.”