He’d accepted me as his mate. In spite of all the blockades that stood in our way and all of the very good reasons we shouldn’t be mated… he’d done it. “I’m in love with you, Saeris Fane,” he whispered quietly into my hair. “And I’m already half-mad, anyway. What’s a little complicated thrown into the mix?” “I—” “Please, for the love of the gods, don’t say anything. Just let me have my fantasy. Just for tonight.”
