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‘His scent… Blood, sweat, saliva. His nose flared.

Yeast?

But where was the fear?

It was enough of a distraction. The man dropped the knife into his free hand, backhanded it, and swiped straight up across William’s cheek.

William stumbled back in shock, bringing his hand to his face, releasing his prey. It hurt, and nothing ever hurt anymore. It sizzled deep in the cut, popped against his bone like carbonation caught in a bottle. And he was surprised.

He had never been bested. Not in the two centuries he had walked this earth.

The man went to lunge again, but he stopped dead in his tracks, eyes blowing wide. The mugger’s eyes—they were murky and dull like storm clouds. They shown under the moonlight, and there William saw it, finally.

Eyes gilded with terror. A fear that made William feel something he hadn’t felt in a very long time.’


William Langley is a proud nobleman unmoved by the mundane politics of the world. That all changes when he encounters a curious man with dark hair, the smell of violets and bread, warm skin pale and inviting… beating beating with blood that William can’t ignore, desires it more than the ache he feels to have his own heart beat again.