Hans (Alliance, #4)

by S.J. Tilly

“Because you remind me of one. Beautiful. Mesmerizing. Too fragile for this awful world.” I slide one hand up to palm the back of her neck. “A pretty little butterfly I can’t help but want to protect.”

“My Butterfly.” Hans presses a kiss to the back of my head. “My girl.” He circles his arm around my waist. “My light.” His words seep into my heart. “My Grizzly Bear.” I hug his arm. “My man.” I melt into his body. “My stalker.” I smile.

This woman. This strong as hell Butterfly. She is the reason I fought for so long. She is the reason I didn’t give up. The reason I didn’t lie down and die next to the rest of my family. She has given me life.