The Hunted Heir (The Veiled Kingdom, #2)

by Holly Renee

I was haunted by memories of her scars,

Each scar was a secret she kept hidden from the world, etched into her skin like a map of her past.

And I felt possessed with the urge to trace each one and find out her truths.

Birthed to be enemies. But in another world, another time, we could have been different.

We could have been more. We could have been Dacre and Verena. Instead of the rebel and the heir.

I was not good. Because I would do whatever it took to get her back. Even if she didn’t want to be, she was mine.

Verena was mine. She was mine. I didn’t care whether she knew it or not.

the way I wanted to give her the world when I couldn’t even offer her safety.

She was a price that he was more than willing to pay, a sacrifice that cost him nothing. And I would never forgive him for it.

“I regret so many things, Verena, but leaving this world for you won’t be one of them.”

“Like salt in the sea, you have become ingrained in every part of me, and I have been drowning in my regrets.”

“Your entire existence has been dedicated to preparing for your place as ruler of our kingdom, yet you have never been revered. It is a privilege I am unworthy of, but I would surrender every breath to worship you if only you would grant me the honor.”

“I am yours, Verena,” he growled against my mouth. “In this kingdom and the next, wherever the tides take you, I am yours.”