A Promise so Bold and Broken (Compelling Fates Saga, #2)

by Sophia St. Germain

“It’s me. It’s Merrick,” the figure said. She blinked hard. But she could still only see the dim outline of the Fae in Rioner’s cellars. “It’s me.” The voice rumbled through her as she blinked again. Her vision sharpened, and the Fae’s silver hair and familiar features kindled something within her. Lessia blinked again as he climbed into the bed, taking the spot beside her. Merrick. Dropping the daggers, she pressed her shaking hands to her face. Merrick wouldn’t hurt her. Not anymore. She stiffened when the bed shifted, and strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her into a broad chest. “It’s me,” he whispered into her hair, and as his low voice wrapped around her, her coiled muscles softened. He held her closer, and his hair tickled her cheek as he continued. “I promise you, you’re never going back there. I will never allow them to hurt you again. Do you hear me?” When she didn’t respond, Merrick repeated, “Do you hear me?” Finally, she dipped her chin, and a low rumble vibrated in his chest. When her body finally relaxed fully against his, her cheek resting against his soft tunic, and she breathed in the scent that reminded her of forests and wilderness, he shifted, gently unwrapping his arms and guiding her head to the pillow. “You need to rest,” he whispered. She peeked at him through her lashes, and an involuntary sound left her when his feet found the floor. Freezing, Merrick glanced back down, and whatever he found in her eyes made his nostrils flare as he nodded o...

Please, i love him.