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The Ocean Queen said to Bryce, shark’s teeth flashing, “I recognize no queen bearing that title.” “I do,” Hunt said, folding his wings behind him as he stood, coming to Bryce’s side. Her fingers grazed his own, and a chill of pleasure soared through him. “She’s my mate.” He sketched a bow to the Ocean Queen. “Prince Hunt Athalar Danaan, at your service. I can testify that Tharion Ketos serves my queen and mate. Any other claims to him are false.” Bryce shot him a wry glance that seemed to say, You’re a big fucking liar, but I love you.