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Mate of convenience she may be, but she was still my mate. I vowed to put her above all others.
Cheating death made two people want to feel more alive, closer.
“Finn for typical murder eyes moods. Finny for those extra stabby feelings. And Finnan for when I’m ready to walk sixteen feet away and point a stick at your heart as you come flying back to me.” “That’s beautiful, love.”
“A handsome piece. Family heirloom, is it?” “Yes, an irreplaceable one.” Well, wasn’t she a bright one? Was there such a thing as a replaceable family heirloom?
Mainlanders, gather close and listen to my soul-weary wisdom after spending three blissful days—truly the most blissful of my entire life—attached to an obnoxious, irritating faerie who bargains in his sleep. Don’t ever say “anything” to a fae for any reason. Unless you really don’t care about your happiness. Or the skin on your body. Maybe your left eyeball. Especially if you’re partial to your sanity.
“Even after our curse is broken, keep stealing kisses from my lips.” “Is this a bargain?” he asked me. “Yes, promise me, Finnan.”
“You are not a burden to me, lass. Caring for you is an honor I take seriously.”
She had become everything I had lost—my family, my home, my freedom. And in another few days, I would lose her too.
