[Bren would thrill in the knowledge of Trent understanding how completely he had lost him, how utterly he had failed at keeping them apart. As much as he had feared and hated Trent Ikithon for the torture and suffering he had put him through, the darkest moments of his life, he had only come to despise him more after learning that he'd tried to keep him from this, from the greater part of his soul made flesh in the drow. In his mate.

He let his head fall to the side at the nuzzling, full invitation if Essek wished it, even if he'd already been breakfast for the vampire. Even if he did not, he enjoyed the attention to his neck, a pleasant shiver rushing over the surface of his skin.]

Tomorrow then. I am looking forward to it already.

[Tomorrow would mean that he had a couple nights until the Full Moon still, though gods it was perilously close, and the restlessness in him was soothed only by having his mate near. It settled something deep inside him.]

Is there anything I can do? I admit your business savvy is much greater than mine.