everything he had.
When their bodies stopped shuddering and their breathing slowed, Damon realized what they shared was more intense than before, and he wasn’t quite sure why. They’d always had soul-shattering sex that left him feeling both more drained and more alive. But this was more than sex. He knew it. He could still feel their connection sizzling through his veins.
Why was this time more important than all the others?
He removed his hand from her heat and his cock from her core and settled beside her on the ledge.
She sighed and eased down into the water, as if all the stress of the world was leaving her body. “Well that was fun.”
“Fun?” He shot her a sideways glance.
Sasha’s fun meter was seriously out of whack. Fun was diving down Timeless Gorge and not flattening out his wings until the last second. This —what just happened between them—was not fun. This was…he swallowed down the word magical and let the thought fester like a blister he knew would become infected.
“Yeah. Fun,” she said and scooted away. Whether it was to give him breathing room or widen the chasm already separating them, Damon didn’t know. And he didn’t know which he’d prefer, under the circumstances.
No matter how he hated to downplay the power of what happened between them—the sparks, the chemistry behind her kiss, the explosion when she came against his fingers—Sasha was right. Fun was what their encounter had to be.
“I was thinking the same thing,” he said quietly, crossing his arms behind his head and looking up to the stars. He paused, thinking of how to say goodbye. To say that even though his loyalties lied with the Dracos, a part of him would always be with her. “Hey, Sash, can I ask you something?”
Sasha must’ve been surprised he used her old nickname, the one he used to call her even though she hated it, because she whipped her neck around, setting her gaze upon him with painful familiarity.
“Shoot.”
“What was the real reason you came to the springs tonight? I know you didn’t come down here just to stare at the moon.”
She spun her fingers around a fizzing bubble of water. “I came to tell you goodbye.”
Goodbye. The word burned his throat as though he’d swallowed it with a gallon of talon p owder.
“Well that was some farewell.” He flattened his tone. “One for the books.”
“Yeah. That definitely can’t happen again.” She cleared her throat. “Not with the fight for this land coming tomorrow night.”
He caught something in her voice. It was hesitation. A slight wavering.
“No, this has to be goodbye,” he said, leaning forward, catching her gaze in the moonlight. “Seeing each other again would be too risky.”
“Yup.” Her kiss-swollen lips curved into a smile. “You’re right.”
“Especially if we met at the edge of Timeless Gorge.” He hooked a wet ribbon of hair around her ear. “That’d be insane.”
A long, bellowing werewolf cry pierced the night. Kenyon had sent someone to check on Sasha, after all. Having found her room empty, they were calling out the search party.
Their time together was over.
“It’d be downright stupid to meet at the gorge,” she whispered. Her eyes lit up the dark like amethysts set in a moonless sky. “Especially meeting at dawn. It’d never happen, Damon.”
They were so continuing this tomorrow…
He grabbed her by the wrist and pressed a kiss to the palm of her hand. “Until never, then.”
Chapter Four
Sasha couldn’t believe she was doing this, especially after her father almost caught her coming back from the springs last night. Agreeing to meet Damon at Timeless Gorge had to be the dumbest thing she’d done this decade.
Well, she’d lied to her father—her Alpha. Not even Weres with a fang loose did that. Maybe it was the second dumbest thing…
Instead of meeting the rest of the pack in the bowels of Were Mountain to choose the warrior who’ll fight for the hot springs on behalf