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September 23 - October 11, 2025
“I won’t let anything happen to her. Nor will Delano.” He paused. “And if she happens to wake while you’re gone, I could simply knock her out before she realizes you’re not here.” I snorted. “You would never.” A slight grin appeared. “Depends on whether she wakes up asking a bunch of questions.”
Poppy knew I was her shelter. Her home. The foundation that helped her stand. At least, I’d believed her when she told me that. But she’d lied. Poppy didn’t truly believe that. And that cut so fucking deep that it left a gaping wound I wasn’t sure could be stitched.
“Always and forever,” I whispered. “That has never changed. It never will.”
“Casteel?” he called. When I faced him, he stared back with eyes churning with eather. “Be good to her.” I frowned. What a strange fucking thing to say. But I was too weary to point that out. “Always.” The smile returned. “And forever.”
“I will do anything. Give anything. Please, Seraphena. Bring your granddaughter back to me.”
Hope. Hope was such a fucked-up, powerful emotion. It had the power to make the most cynical among us believe in miracles. But it also had the power to unravel the realm.
CHAPTER 14
He was tall with golden-brown hair that brushed shoulders encased in a form-fitting, black tunic. I tipped my head back. He was really tall. His burnt-sienna vine pattern traveled along both sides of his jaw, thinning out at the temple and thickening once more along the hairline with a finger-width gap at the chin and forehead. There was a distinctly…feline quality to his high, angular cheekbones and eyes that curved slightly upward at the outer corners. And I was staring. Possibly even open-mouthed. And I loved Casteel. I lusted after my husband. Often. All the time, to be quite honest.
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Suddenly, Delano sprang forward, bounding across the space. I braced myself, but he slowed a foot or so away. I had a feeling Casteel’s presence had something to do with that as he sat on his hind legs before me. A shudder of relief ran through me when he brushed his forehead against my cheek, letting me know it was okay to touch him. Closing my eyes, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. I didn’t want to bother you. His voice was as soft as his mark. I know you’ve been resting, but I…we could sense you. And I just needed to see that you were okay. Oh, gods. A soft warmth unfurled in my
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“With my sword and my life.”
“You know how you said you started to live when you met me? It was the same for me. I was merely existing for so long, driven only by vengeance.”
“Doing the right thing rarely is,” I murmured. I was sure Vikter had said that to me at some point, too.
“I love you, Casteel Da’Neer,” I whispered. “And I will return to you.”
