“How do I purge it?” Jared asked. Corin’s gaze slid from Jared to the feverish Lyra. “Only intense masculine energy can neutralize it. Pills are useless. You can only have sex with and remove the aphrodisiac with your spiritual energy.”
The words struck Jared dumb, freezing in the center of the room like a statue of disbelief. On the other hand, Flaxseed’s eyes flashed. He wanted to volunteer. Corin rose, “I must handle the sect’s defenses. Jared, do what you must.”
He seized Flaxseed by the collar and strode out, as though one more second would scorch them both with embarrassment.
Flaxseed looked back, clearly unwilling, yet Corin’s grip allowed no argument. Silence fell. Only two people remained in the courtyard.
Lyra lay gasping, each breath shorter than the last. Scarlet bloomed across cheeks. Trembling hands tore at collar, baring a throat white as new snow.
Heat spiraled from Jared’s elixir field. He swallowed hard, forcing the pulse of desire down. He kept remembering Ararat’s words.
He scooped Lyra up and carried into the nearest room, whispering, “I’ll save you, whatever it costs…”
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