Chapter 8

It’s been a week.

An entire week had passed, and Cole had made it his duty to ignore Syanna at all costs. He would see her and snarl at her, but he wouldn’t say a single word to her.

Syanna didn’t know why. On one hand, she assumed he was still upset about the entire ‘stuck in a witch’s library and almost kissing’ thing, not that it was any fault of hers. But deep down, Syanna knew he was avoiding her because of what she saw.

It puzzled her. Because Cole didn’t seem like the type of person to be ashamed of his darkness. From what she’s gathered from Juliet, Cole was a devil in the body of a handsome phoenix. He never changed or hid from anyone. So, she had no idea why he would start now.

Maybe she should’ve just left him alone. Perhaps that was best.

But every time she closed her eyes, she would remember the feeling of his breath against her neck, and she’d ache for more.

Gosh, how she wanted more of him.

And she hated herself for it. She felt like a love-sick fool. This