Fearless (The Powerless Trilogy, #3)

by Lauren Roberts

I’ve been nothing but willing when it comes to drowning in those ocean eyes. But now, I can’t fathom drowning if she is not the anchor I’m sinking with.

There’s that anger again, washing over me in waves. Because she was meant to be the death of me, not the life of another. It was her I was meant to adore in this world and crawl to in the one after. But now she’s tethered to a king, and I am nothing more than her killer.

“You seem to forget that I’m completely powerless, Prince.” Her words hold an edge, as though her breath has become a blade she drags along my neck. “So be my weakness, then.”

“So bow at my feet with a sneer, if you must. I won’t see it with your face to the ground.”

“Oh, I’ll still have my eyes on you when I’m drunk, darling. And that is exactly the problem.” Taking the glass I extend, she gives me a wry look. “And why would that be a problem?” I lean toward her to murmur, “We are supposed to be keeping our distance, remember? I have enough trouble doing that when I’m sober.”

My anchor in the storm.

“I admire the rose and its thorns. Even the prettiest things can bite.”

I want you to be my ruin, remember?

That is what I was in the end. His ruin.

“Paedyn, I love you. Like nothing else before, I love you. And I’ve been waiting to tell you since I realized your eyes are my favorite color and your freckles the only constellation worth looking at. I could lie—say that you’ve stolen my every thought and heartbeat like the thief you are, but all of me was already yours. Pae, you are my inevitable.”

There is strength in sacrifice.

“You are my forever.” Shadow and Flame. Formidably inevitable. “Forever my undoing.”

“Love each other for me.”

“And you are forever my undoing, Paedyn Gray.”