It was just like that night. The night after the banquet when he had stolen a kiss from her. She had felt nothing. However, after they had united, Eerik’s kiss had felt like the moonlight shining directly upon her. Bright, and beautiful.

But this was nothing like it.

Kara fought against his firm embrace, unable to surrender to him as unease swelled within her. Something was definitely amiss, and she would be damned if she would stand here and pretend like it was ...