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sooner.
    Although his sister didn’t suspect it,
Reginald had nefarious reasons for being there, all of which
stemmed back to Kahli.

CHAPTER 5

    Will was nervous when Kahli’s eyes slipped
over his runes. He wondered how much she knew? If she would notice?
His throat constricted as her fingers trailed over his chest and
down his side, her green eyes trailing across his bare skin. There
was so much he wanted to say, so many things to explain, but he
couldn’t. Blood runes were more binding than she realized. They
burned under his flesh, searing into his soul, commanding him in a
way that Kahli’s betrothal runes did not. The way she looked at
him, like she was caught between trust and turning on him, made
Will do it. Revealing his runes was a calculated risk, one that he
would regret later if she ever found out the truth about him. The
power of his true name was enough to sate her insecurities.
Although Kahli didn’t realize what she could do with it, or that
she had any power over him at all.
    Even after his shirt was buttoned and his
coat pulled back on, Will still felt her caress on his skin. He
wanted more. He longed for things he couldn’t have. Glancing at
her, Will wondered if it mattered anymore. There were rules against
vampires and humans being together. A relationship with Kahli was
forbidden, but what did it matter now? If they were caught, their
fates would be dismal anyway, probably worse than the instant
destruction pairing with a human would have demanded. Will’s
stomach twisted as he thought about Kahli. The way his lips tingled
reminded him how much he wanted to kiss her and hold her in his
arms. Will subdued the thoughts before Kahli could feel them,
shoving them to the back of his mind.
    He’d learned to hide his thoughts long ago.
Being bound by three people required it or he would have been long
dead. It was the last rune that caused all the problems. It was the
one he couldn’t deny. If Will had the chance to do it over again,
to take the oath that involved the wild girl standing in front of
him—he wondered what he would say. Will glanced at the fire and ran
his fingers through his hair. There was still blood crusted to his
scalp. He needed to melt some snow so they could wash. The wolves
and the vamps would catch Kahli’s scent faster if they didn’t.
    Watching her, Will thought, If I had to do
it all over again, I‘d do the same thing. That final rune would
damn him. It cost him his life in more ways than he could count,
but he’d do it again.
    Kahli faced the fire. A smear of dirt and
blood lined her cheek. Will looked at her when she asked about his
assassination plans. Hope floated into his chest, lodging somewhere
between his bottom two ribs.
    He grinned at her, “I have all of it planned.
I was waiting for the most opportune moment,” he smirked, adding,
“and for a crazy red-head to show up and carry out my evil
plan.”
    Kahli folded her arms across her chest. She
watched him as he fished out a small piece of metal from the back
of the cave. It looked like part of the crashed bike. Will held it
up and walked toward the mouth of the cave. Kahli watched him for a
moment, her eyes narrowing. He read the question on her face before
it sprang forth in her mind. Answering, he said, “We need water.
I’m afraid you have to clean that blood off or we’ll be found too
soon. If it isn’t me that brings you back to the palace, the plan
fails. I’ll be executed and you’ll be on your own.”
    Kahli followed him, her feet adjusting to the
slick rock as they neared the mouth of the cave. She pulled her
coat tighter. “I understand. I’ve done this before, Will.” He
glanced over his shoulder at her as he scooped up some snow. She
explained, “Running, I mean. I killed every Tracker who came within
a mile, and maybe a few extra for good measure.” She grinned. It
made his stomach twist and Kahli flinched, surprised to feel his
reaction.
    Will turned and filled the metal