Keldarion. The High Prince of Winter. My mate. I hadn’t known what a mate was before I found my way into the Enchanted Vale, home of the fae. The place where I’d spent every day researching mates, trying to find a way to break the four fae princes’ curse. A humorless laugh bubbles within me. I’d been the answer—at least part of it—all along. Kel’s mate… I clutch at my chest, gripping the fabric of my sweater. An ever-present ache. The bond that awoke when I saved Kel’s life. I know he felt it, too. But instead of accepting me and breaking the curse, he’d forced me back here. To the human
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