I should have been. I knew I should have been terrified. He was dangerous. He was not human. He was something powerful, something I couldn’t even fight if I wanted to.

But fear wasn’t what twisted in my stomach.

Excitement was.

My skin burned where they touched me. My pulse throbbed wildly, not from terror, but from a hunger I didn’t even know I had. My lips trembled, my body leaning instinctively into them instead of away.

What was wrong with me?

I clenched my fists, trying to ground myself, but the one in front of me tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his molten stare again. His...