The Primal of Blood and Bone (Blood and Ash, #6)

by Jennifer L. Armentrout

“You remind me of someone I once knew.” The other side of the lips tipped up. “He, too, loved her.”

“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 can admit it wasn’t one of my finer moments.” “I think it was,” Casteel remarked, his voice dropping to a purr that caused the muscles low in my stomach to coil. “That’s a red flag,” Tawny murmured. “I’m a walking red flag,” he replied with a grin that brought out his dimple.