Light (A Choice of Light and Dark, #2)

by Lacey Lehotzky

“By the way, that male isn’t your mate. I am.”

I was a survivor. I was strong. I was powerful. I was an insidious bloom, and he would not see my thorns until it was too late.

“Izidora, I will spend my whole life making this up to you, helping you heal these wounds you carry. I should have checked on you, rather than leaving you in the hands of others.

“You are my mate, and you and I will love each other unconditionally because that’s what mates do. That book is nothing compared to the lengths I would go to for you, Izidora. I will burn the whole fucking world down for you to show my undying devotion.”

“I waited for you for so long… but I will wait longer if that means you are mine willingly. All I wanted my whole life was to be loved, and real love is worth waiting for.”

She could have everything she wanted – so long as I wanted her to have it.

And that was yet another difference between Ruslan and Kazimir. Ruslan never made me feel like a victim or someone in need of saving. Instead, he showed me how to be my own hero.

“I will not stop until I get what I want. Nothing you can do will ever change that. I want my father dead. I want you as my mate. I want you as my wife. In. That. Order.”

I opened the door, she stalked into my father’s office like she was the predator and he was the prey. My fucking sprite.