Tempest of Wrath and Vengeance (Legacy, #3)

by Melissa K. Roehrich

A triangle inside a circle. A crescent moon atop a circle. One she could only describe as a tangled knot.

“Ask for it,” she repeated again, that fury sparking once more. “What? You want me to crawl across the floor and beg sweetly from my knees?” “If that’s what you want to do.” “Absolutely not,” she snarled. He shrugged again because now that image was in his head, which was just…fucking fantastic.

We need you to come back. Me and our babe.

WHAT

Tell me how to love you, kitten, because I’ll pluck stars from the sky and walk through your flames. And when I’ve turned, and this bond we never got to have has faded, I’ll still choose you. I’ll still love you, and it will mean even more because we’re choosing it. We’re not being drawn to each other by some bond gifted by the Fates.”

Stop. Your honour, I love him.

“I do not wish for a normal love,” she said. “And I choose you too. I choose us, even if our days are spent without light.” “Good thing you can make some for us, kitten,” he replied, his soul feeling lighter than it had in months. “You and me.” Her hand went to her stomach. “You and us.”

Sobbing

“Your tears are red,” Kat whispered. “And yours are heartbreaking,” he replied, pressing a kiss to her temple before he pulled her back into his chest.

Get the fuck out

“But you’re too loyal,” she said in quiet acceptance. “And he is your family.” “He is my family,” he agreed. “But you? You are my light.”

“Tessalyn Ausra, I would sacrifice all the realms and all the stars for you. You are perfectly wild. Perfectly untamed. You were not made to be caged, nor were you made to be a sacrifice for a realm that does not deserve such a gift. You were made to live in the light. Go live, little storm.”

BYEEEEEEEEEEEEE