Chapter 134: Shadows of Fear

Caitlin’s soft laughter filled the room, the kind that danced between annoyance and amusement. "You might be handsome and sexy, Zen, but don't let it go to your head. You're also arrogant, dominating, and far too ruthless for my taste." Her words were sharp, meant to cut, but Zendedari only tugged on her hand, drawing her closer to the bed. His mouth met her palm, pressing warmth into her skin. *I am exactly to your taste.* The intensity of his touch startled her, and she yanked her hand away, rubbing her palm along her thigh in a futile attempt to dispel the heat that lingered. Despite herself, she felt a fluttering in her stomach, like a thousand restless butterflies. She needed to break the tension between them, to shift the conversation into safer territory. "How do you even know you’re not a vampire?” she asked, trying to sound nonchalant. “Maybe you forgot. You certainly act like one." She folded her arms, attempting to look indifferent. Zendedari laughed, a sound so unfamil