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“I will care for him,” he said. “Perhaps I can return him later. They heal quickly.”
“Darrah.” “Is that orcish? What does it mean?” “It is…little acorn.” Another blush crept up Orek’s neck. “Because he fell from a tree.”
That smile could ask things of him no one else had or would. It was terrifying to realize he’d likely give whatever that smile asked of him.
She’s nothing to fear from me. I’ll never hurt her. Never.
Sorcha was the river and he was caught in her current. He never wanted to come up for air.
hopes and desires rushing out of him with that one word. “It’s always you. All I ever think of, day and night, is you.”
That he would kill for her, die for her, and most especially he would live for her.
Because she wanted him to stay with her. Because she wanted him. Fates, I love him.
“Mate,” he growled, “you are the air I breathe. The beat of my heart. You own me, Sorcha, body and soul.”
“I’ve never truly belonged anywhere. To anyone. But Sorcha, mate, I’m yours. If being part of your clan is what I must do to have you, then I’ll do it. Gladly. Because you are my life now.”
“I don’t know. I’m being silly.” “Not silly,” he said, kissing her hair. “If my mate wants assurance, then I’ll give it. As much as she needs.”
“I go where you go, my mate. You are my home, Sorcha. My clan. I’m sorry I ever made you doubt it.”
rasped, “Nobody has ever given a damn about me. By rights, you shouldn’t have either. But you took me into your heart, into your clan, and I will never take it for granted. You are the heart in my chest, the air in my lungs. You are my mate, and I will give you everything, for you are everything to me.”
