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“Let me be clear,” I said, my voice like a whip. “I will choose her over every one of you.”
“I am not an enemy you want, Eiran, but for her, I will become whatever I have to.”
“I am bound to her,” I said the words again, and the truth of them hummed within every inch of me as I raised my wrists. “I am tethered to her in a way that even these chains cannot stop.”
“You are not just the daughter of Marmoris, Verena. You are a daughter of Veyrith, the last daughter, and I bound your power to protect you. I bound your magic so it wouldn’t awaken until you found safety in someone who wanted you to have power, but did not wish to use it.” Dacre.
I had been powerless until him.
“If you put her in a cell,” Dacre snarled, his voice thick with something dark and dangerous. “If any of you lay a single finger on her, I will burn this city to the ground.”
“You’re safe. And I will burn this fucking world to the ground before I let anything happen to you again.”
“The rest of the kingdom will fall to their knees before you, Verena.” He leaned forward and pressed a kiss just below my belly button before he stared up at me. “But please allow me to be the first.” Another kiss, this time on my right hip bone. “Allow me to show you how you should be worshipped.”
“Take anything you want, love.” One of his hands snaked around my hip until it pressed against my lower stomach. “Take from me until I have nothing left to give. I am devoted to you. Everything I have is yours to take.”
“You’re incredible.” He groaned before pressing another kiss on my belly and rising to his feet. “I have longed for you since the day they stole you away from me. I have begged the gods to make me strong enough to get you back.”
“I love you,” he murmured, the words slipping from his lips like a promise. “I don’t care about the prophecy. I don’t care about the kingdom.” He pulled back just enough to cup my face, forcing me to meet his gaze. “You are all that matters.”
“I want you as my wife,” I murmured, my voice hoarse. “Not because it’s expected. Not because of the rebellion. But because I love you. Because we were bound before either of us even understood what it meant. We are bound by fate.”
“And I am choosing you. Over everything.”
“I need to be inside you,” he growled. “I need to fuck you until there is no one left in this kingdom who will question who you belong to.”
She was my mate, my wife, and the thought of losing this connection was unimaginable.
She was ruinous. And she was mine.
“I’m yours,” I murmured. "And you are mine.”
His lips ghosted over mine, his voice nothing more than a breath. "In this life and every life after."
