NYX's POV
My eyes flared open, my pupils blown wide as I clawed at the air, my chest heaving with the desperate, jagged rhythm as if I'd just been underwater. The air in the room felt too thick, too warm. Between my thighs, I could feel the slick, sticky evidence of a dream that had been far too vivid, leaving a trail of heat that made my skin crawl with both desire and shame.
Another dream? My pulse thrummed in my ears, a frantic drumbeat. What is happening to me?
'You have to acknowledge the bond.' Frost's voice sliced through the haze of my mind, cool and unyielding, an unsolicited intrusion into my panic.
'We already acknowledged the bond,' I snapped back internally, my thoughts frantic. 'He knows it's there. I know it's there. Isn't that enough?'
'No. You have to consummate.'
