The Hunted Heir (The Veiled Kingdom, #2)

by Holly Renee

yet the only thought that continued to run through my head was, Why didn't I go with her? A whirl of tangled, conflicting thoughts fought and clawed at each other, causing my head to throb.

Of course, they would take her back to the palace, but it was what her father would do with her once they got her there that worried me. She wasn’t a lost princess. She was on the run.

“Control is the hardest part of magic. My parents’ powers were intertwined and connected. They could sense when the other was losing that control.” I had never heard this before, the idea of two people being so deeply connected through their magic. It was both fascinating and daunting. “Do all marriages have this connection of magic?” “No.” Eiran shook his head. “It’s rare. My parents were true mates.” Mates.

Adler’s back slammed into one of the nearby trees with an earth-shattering thud. His body lay sprawled on the ground, his once powerful limbs now limp and lifeless. His eyes now dull and hollow. I had killed him. I locked eyes with my father as I wrapped Verena’s hand in my own. If he had thought me a traitor before, then I was much worse now. I was their enemy.

Verena was my mate.

Dacre was my mate.