Jack POV

“What is it?”

Jack’s voice makes me shiver.

Something is very wrong with me.

I know it.

I shouldn’t be reacting like this to him.

Even if for one moment, I don’t think this has anything to do with Kael, the fact that this person is so much at ease with the idea of blood and death. How can I be lusting after such a terrifying person?

I try to keep my tone even, “What are you?”

His laughter is a low, husky sound, and I sink my teeth into my lower lip, trying to keep in my reaction to even his voice. It’s not like I haven’t...