Chapter 8He hadn’t meant to ask. But when Edmund had astonished him with the kiss—that kiss that had ravaged through aches never forgotten and too much time spent apart—Mathias couldn’t refrain from posing the request. Some vampires never knew their sire’s bite after their turning. He knew how fortunate he had been getting so much time with Edmund. But that knowledge hadn’t made the past four years any easier. While he had loved Tati, and biting had been a natural part of their s*x life, it wasn’t the same. There was simply no comparison to that sense of satisfaction that came from his sire’s fangs.
When Edmund lowered his head to the scars, however, Mathias’ stomach roiled in sudden fear. Whatever Edmund might think, Mathias was not the same vampire he had known when they had parted. It
