Chapter Eleven
Fenris sat in his chair just staring. He was speechless, well beyond words as he stared at the woman in front of him. Beyond stunning, she was the woman of his dreams, the Lilith he remembered from his youth. “How?”
“Oh, darling,” she purred. “It’d take much too long to tell. I’m famished and exhausted. Feed me and find me a bed.”
Fenris did as she asked, finding her the most succulent meal they could prepare. He took it to her in his own quarters. “I’m sorry I don’t currently have anything better.”
“Do not worry, darling,” she said, grinning. “I have a feeling you’ll be seeing a war on your lawn before you know it.”
His growl of approval made her smile, but when he made an advance at her, she laughed. “Please, Fenris,” she said. “It’s been nearly five hundred years. Lo
