A Soul to Guide (Duskwalker Brides, #4)

by Opal Reyne

In all his life, even with his first memories, he couldn’t remember ever being held or holding another like this. He’d never held anyone soft or warm, nor had he been held in return. He’d never had someone’s lulling breaths puff against his bare chest or had their heartbeat fluttering against him.

He realised what he’d been seeking for years was something to chase away everything that hurt, everything bleak and dark. He’d been seeking his polar opposite so he could finally feel wanted and accepted. He’d been seeking his own little light, a star to shine in the shroud of darkness and endless void of his life. I want her.

“I want you to be my beacon on the days the darkness wishes to take hold of me again.”