Chapter 4Though the sun had set nearly fifteen minutes earlier, Cole didn’t make a sound as he watched Brady sleep in the chair. He could have left. He could have slipped out of his bonds at any point, a detail he was sure Brady would have figured out when he made the mistake of suggesting being gone while Brady went to a hotel. But maybe Brady wasn’t thinking as clearly as Cole knew he could, because he never made the connection. After Brady’s breathing evened out into a warm flutter Cole felt all the way to his bones, he had drifted off into his own slumber, waking when the call of the night beckoned to his demon.
He’d watched Brady from afar for years. Once his initial hunger had been sated, he’d been so ashamed of how close he came to slaughtering the love of his life that he stayed w
