Threaded (The Solstice Cycle, #1)

by Tay Rose

Mariah strode back to where their horses were tied, her mind twisting and catching on the words that had woven their way from her mouth. They mirrored the phrase that chased her from dreams and nightmares her entire life, said in a voice that whispered of shadows and starlight. Love is a weakness.

Love was, after all, a weakness.

“You brought me back to life, Mariah. And I don’t care if this means our very existence is now damned, or if this makes me the weakest man in the entire kingdom. But I love you. And I will love you until the stars blink out of existence and the moons drop from the sky. I love you with everything I am, and everything I will ever be.”

“Let’s go show them what moonlight really looks like, nio.”