Despite all his faults, he was the love she couldn’t give up. He was the first and should have been the only, and even though it would hurt War, he would have to understand. Hel was right. Thane was the love and mate of Layala’s life, but Hel was Valeen’s. He was the only one who could match her fire, and she could embrace his darkness because she was part of it. With a deep breath she met Hel’s stare. His body froze, terror and anticipation written all over his face, fighting for dominance. Until she said, “My home is in Villhara.”
