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“Touch her and die, huh? Original.
His warm hands gripped her face and he said with a shaky voice, “Don’t you ever do that again. Not ever. Gods, you drive me insane.”
“Everything that is mine is now yours, love—my territory, my power, my heart, my body, my soul, yours forever,” and that deep, soothing, honey-rich voice wasn’t Thane’s. It was Hel’s.
“I’ve lost you three times,” he said, holding up his fingers for emphasis. “I won’t allow it to happen again. Stay here.”
At her hesitation, he dropped to his knees. Broken. Shattered. Never had she seen him this desperate, not even last time. Before he’d been angry. Now he was groveling. A tear slipped down his cheek; his fingertips clasped his thighs indenting the fabric. His face was a beautiful mess of anguish. “I will beg. I will do anything you ask. After everything I’ve done, how I treated you, I know you shouldn’t trust me, but I swear I didn’t betray you. I have only ever loved you. I love you still.”
“I don’t care about anything that happened anymore. If this life has shown me anything at all, it’s that you are the reason I breathe. I live in an eternal midnight, and you are my moon giving me light in darkness. I have no heart unless it’s in your hands, Valeen.”
