Broken Souls and Bones (Stonegate, #1)

by L.J. Andrews

Roark held my gaze and tapped his palm three times, then with care took my hand and placed it over his own chest. Emotion knotted in my throat. His. Mine. He was claiming my heart and giving me his.

This does not mean you can keep her. Sometimes you must give them up if it’s what’s best.

You above everything. His words moved against my face. Burn it all if it means you still live.

You brighten the night.