Rule of the Aurora King (Artefacts of Ouranos, #2)

by Nisha J. Tuli

When his jaw ticks, our gazes melt into each other and that same feeling, like I’m being touched from under my skin, resurfaces. Though I’d never say it out loud, I can’t help but notice it only happens in his presence.

My entire body had felt like it was stretching towards her, trying to fold over and around her. My magic had been a tide flowing under my skin, and I had to do everything to pull it back so I wasn’t glowing like a fucking star in my bed.

When I’d gladly fall to my knees and destroy entire continents if she asked.

“That’s my girl,” I whisper.