Bound by Ravens (Bound by Ravens, #1)

by Jesikah Sundin

I rolled over to face Taryn and . . . my heart stuttered a beat. Last night, she was enchanted by the silver water and moonlight and I was completely under her spell. Even the will-ó-the-wisps were bewitched and gathered to dance in her presence. But right now, lying beside me? Long lashes dusted her cheeks, light olive skin softened in the dusky light, and her mouth. I blinked. Her mouth, only a few inches from mine, was slightly flushed from sleep. I had tasted those lips twice now. They were mine. Even after our mate bond was dissolved, I would tear down mountains if another male kissed her. Finny boy, calm your pantaloons. A bargain of convenience my mind agreed to but we were bound by ravens. A real mate bond before the fae. An ownership. And it was turning me into a territorial puppy dog for her. Aye, I could resist the magic, but I couldn’t help but think of the Crone’s comment. My mortal mate. What if Taryn was my True Mate? What if the Crone only meant my bonded mate, knowing what we would do? Stars, I could pull my hair out strand by strand right now. Mortals had the luxury of not having magic. The fae? We were ruled by a power so primal, so ancient, even the high fae, like me, behaved no better than animals when that wild magic took over. More so for the wild fae. Thirteen more days. She was a wound up, annoying, rival thief. Not my wife. Not my mate. It was all in my head. Anything I imagined on her part was only because mortals became elf struck. Even the sing...

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