Fearless (The Powerless Trilogy, #3)

by Lauren Roberts

Damn the pretending. Damn the hiding. Damn everything but him and us and this moment where I need him.

thought I’d known torment until it wrapped around her finger. No, torment is tangible, and it gleams atop her tanned skin. I stare, unblinking, at the symbol my brother slid onto her finger. It is binding. It is infinite. It is my undoing.

I’ll be forced to spend my days at her service but never at her side. In her shadow but never truly seen. In love with a girl I’d have bowed to long before she became my queen.