Chapter 0162

Darius

“Desire?” She whispers back to me, refusing to look away.

“Yes.”

Her hands rest against my chest, a small crease forming between her eyebrows. “A desire for what?”

“To live.”

She glances down to her hand resting over my heart. It beated steadily under her touch. Yet her own heart starts to race and the wind catches in her hair, firing her scent in all directions.

“You were going to