Verret’s Pov

For the first time in centuries, my home didn’t feel quiet. It felt alive.

It was because of her. Because of Delilah.

Days had passed since she came here, and I still hadn’t figured out what in the hell was wrong with me. Every time she moved, my eyes followed her like a damned fool. Every time she sighed, it felt like she sighed right into my chest.

Even now, she was a few steps away from me, pretending to be busy arranging her things, pretending not to notice me watching her. The truth was, I didn’t want her out of my sight. I didn’t trust myself when...