Chapter 124: THE DEMON KING AND THE DEMON QUEEN
Their words were but a mere whisper into the space between their lips.
Varziel slid his hand from her wrist to her jaw, brushing his thumb gently along the curve of her cheek. His touch was gentle, almost reverent, as though he feared that she would disappear if he held her too tightly. His heart raced wildly in his chest, louder and faster than it ever had in any battle.
Varziel had known pain, rage, ecstasy. But *this*... this was a new feeling entirely.
His breath caught in his throat once more as his eyes met Arella’s golden ones. They were tinged with a deeper light, and locked onto his, it felt as if he was staring into galaxies.
He could feel the bond pulling tautly between them, just but a thread of energy that pulsed with need. Need so strong that it felt like it was pouring out of him in waves. The hum of her halo grew stronger—louder—no longer a soft violin, but sounding more like a symphony.
The holy power that poured out of her was thick, and it curled around him. It was deliciously warm. He was sure his own power curled around her just the same. Their powers were drawn to each other like moths to a flame.
This was more than the affection he had been feeling for her.
It wasn’t just desire.
It wasn’t just lust.
It wasn’t just coincidence.
It was the decisions that they had made in their lifetime that brought them to this point. It was fate, but he would be wrong to say it was just that.