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compass. Means you’ll never get lost.”
    She rolled her eyes and snickered.  
    Time for uncensored honesty. “Forgive my forwardness, but I sensed a connection between us and thought you had as well.”
    She met his gaze.
    “The kind of connection one can’t deny or ignore,” he continued. “The kind that happens once in a lifetime. The kind for which rules are meant to be broken.”
    The soft, dreamy look on her face made his lips curl in a smile. Pictures of her from the file he’d received conveyed her beauty, but not the brilliance of her aura. She was radiant, as if she harnessed the luster of every star. Her caramel skin glowed in the soft light of the terrace lamps. The tight dress skimmed every slender curve. His gaze bounced from her full rosy lips to the mounds of her breasts and back to her almond-shaped violet eyes.
    Thick cords of energy flowed from him, mingling with her stream, and goose bumps rose on his skin. She shivered, wrinkling her brow, and edged backward.
    “Are you all right?” he asked, stepping in to close the gap between them.
    Waves of her life force receded from him. He needed to take this slowly. Their energy streams had to fully merge to awaken the latent abilities inside both of them. Kindred raised as a human. He’d never heard of such a thing. They always stayed in groups, never alone and certainly never abandoned. Her frame of reference must be so different. He had to choose each word, each action with care. He tempered the flow of his stream, throttling back to tendrils.
    A smile flickered over her face, but lines of uneasiness remained. “Yes…it’s just…” She chewed her lower lip and narrowed her eyes.  
    He dared to move even closer, taking in her scent, crushed roses and mimosa soaked in summer rain. Desire coiled through his energy stream, tightening inside his flesh.
    “It’s just what?” he prodded.
    “This might sound strange and I don’t want you to take it the wrong way because I’m not hitting on you, but I feel like I know you, or should from somewhere besides earlier today.”
    “Maybe in another life we were lovers.” Only death would keep them from being lovers in this one.
    She flushed. “Unfortunately, I don’t believe in reincarnation.” Turning from him, she rested her forearms on the balcony.
    His eyes homed in on the birthmark on her neck. She had no idea what the symbol meant or how special she was. They were the only Blessed mates and the only ones capable of saving their species from extinction.
    “You don’t think we get a second chance to resolve unfinished business?” he asked.
    “It’s a comforting idea, but it’s more likely this life is the only chance we get.”
    “How tragic not to believe in second chances. Well, if this life is the only one you’ll have, let’s hope you get it right.” He stroked her arm with the back of his hand. Every time he touched her, all the empty crevices in his soul filled with sweet warmth. His cold heart, usually heavy as stone, was now hot and light as flames.
    Twisting the ring on her finger, she peered up at him, the sexy curve of her lips lifted. Her arresting violet eyes stirred something deep inside of him, heating his blood.
    The instinct to touch her—the need to possess her—was unexpected, but as natural as breathing. Roping in all of his willpower, he swayed under the force of the impulse to ravish her and gripped the stone parapet to resist.
    He had to have her. Body and soul. The fate of his people depended on it.
    And the aching hunger invading his flesh and laying siege to his mind demanded it.
    “There you are,” the human said in a jovial tone, trotting toward them.
    Cyrus gritted his teeth as he dropped his hand from Serenity’s shoulder and picked up his drink, keeping his mate behind him.
    “I see you’ve finally met my fiancée,” Evan said.
    Cyrus stood in front of the male, rigid as a shield, wishing he had the power to make him disappear.