Of Fear and Faith: A Witch and Shapeshifter Romance (Death and Destiny Trilogy Book 1) by N.D. Jones

Author:N.D. Jones [Jones, N.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kuumba Publishing
Published: 2019-12-06T22:00:00+00:00

Assefa awoke a couple of hours later to find himself alone in bed. Through the flicker of a candle flame, he saw Sanura kneeling by the foot of the bed in what appeared to be a meditative state. Not wanting to disturb her, he remained silent.

“Did I wake you?” a gentle voice queried three minutes later.

“Not in the way you mean. I reached for you and found a cold, empty spot.” He turned the covers down in invitation. “If you’re finished, come back to bed.”

Sanura blew out the candle and returned it to her dresser. She removed the short, black robe she wore and slid into bed next to him.

“Were you praying or meditating?”

“Praying.”

Who wouldn’t pray at a time like this? Sanura had to be nervous about facing the adze. There was no shame in that. None at all. He pulled her closer to him. With her head on his shoulder, thick, wavy gold hair tied back in a haphazard ponytail, Assefa ran his hand up and down her back, not in an attempt to arouse but to soothe the tension he felt in her muscles.

He knew he’d frightened her earlier. Assefa hadn’t meant for that to happen, hadn’t meant for his fangs to come out. Didn’t realize that making love to Sanura would arouse his cat so much, the feline eager to claim his mate. The desire to sink his teeth into Sanura had been so strong, even when she stared up at him with indecisive and scared eyes. With all the strength he possessed, Assefa had forced back the mating magic and his fangs.

But she hadn’t kicked him out. No, Sanura had reveled in their lovemaking as much as himself. So maybe she just wasn’t ready for the permanence of the mating mark. It would, after all, make them eternal mates, only death or an anti-bonding spell capable of separating one soul from the other. In that light, Assefa could understand her skittishness. But that didn’t necessarily mean Sanura didn’t wish to be with him, to move their relationship forward, beyond the case, beyond Baltimore.

Not giving himself a chance to think of all the reasons he shouldn’t ask, Assefa blurted out, “Move in with me.”

The hand that had been languidly drawing circles on his chest abruptly stopped. While the quiet room hadn’t bothered him a moment ago, it was now filled with a mood-killing silence. If it were possible to hear oxygen being sucked from the dark space, Assefa would’ve detected it at this very moment, the sound competing against the rapid beating of his vulnerable heart.

Sanura leaned up on one elbow, clutching the wrinkled flat sheet to her breasts, and stared at him, her green eyes bright with doubt and uncertainty, brows furrowed, lips tight and anxious. His close-set brown eyes never wavered, allowing her to scour the depths of his soul for whatever truth she sought. His request was sincere, and he took comfort in that truth.

Yet the longer she quietly scrutinized him, the more his logical, insecure side had to rebuild its walls.

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