The words that Hallbjorn spoke were the only thing that could have broken her overwhelming desire for his blood. Her fangs receded as her heart sped up and her eyes glowed brighter. Warmth spread to every part of her body. This wasn't like what she felt when she created the fire. It felt like she was basking in the warmth of the sun. He said she was his fated female, and she felt the same way about him with every cell in her body.<br/><br/>Kara offered no resistance when he pulled her hands away from her mouth. Hallbjorn's explanation that she would not hurt him, and that she would not become a bad vampire slowly registered. He was giving her leave to sink her fangs into him. She glanced back at his wrist, but only for an instant. The need for him outweighed her need for his blood.<br/><br/>His declaration of love touched her very soul. Kara's hands rose, her palms cupping his cheeks. “You have been claiming pieces of my heart since you lit that candle for me.” She told him softly. “I love you, Hallbjorn. You own my heart completely.”<br/><br/>The depth of her emotion made her fingers tremble as she traced the tips over his eyebrows, then glided her thumb over his lower lip. Kara leaned up as she pulled his face down close to hers. Her eyes closed as she pressed her lips to his. It was no skilled kiss, neither was it one filled with the passionate need. The soft brush of her lips over his was full of love and tenderness, and she gave into the need to explore his lips with her own for several minutes.<br/><br/>When Kara broke the kiss, she leaned her forehead against his. Her eyes remained closed as she savored the sense of peace within her. “All my life I've felt like something was missing, and now I finally feel whole.”